Sunday, February 22, 2009

roll uphill

If you ever get the chance to drive alone under cold stars while listening to Bon Iver's Blood Bank, please do it. Make sure it's in the middle of a New England winter while your dog hangs her head out the frigid window, the heaters blasting in your face. Listen as you roll uphill past ghosts of birches and sugar maples and the places you once lived. These are the small moments without consequence that infect a whole lifetime.

It was a great ride home.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I feel that way about the song "I Go To the Barn Because I Love The..." by Band of Horses. Perfect, perfect winter song.

February 26, 2009 at 2:20 PM  

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