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07/08/2025

7/7
She’ll be back Friday from France so tonight I bought a new rug and basket for the bath after the deep clean of the coral tub. Charles Thursday for a halftime weekend in Kinston. Enjoyed the warm breeze, barefoot on the tomato check and greenhouse rounds. Watched golf carts amble over banks with a glass of iced coconut milk and Bacardi drifting by my side and the hendrix from the house
Myrtle again in two weeks

-Ben Harper

It was August. I texted, "It's time to build another one Katie"
07/05/2025

It was August.
I texted, "It's time to build another one Katie"

01/25/2025

It started with the Flagpole.
Lyndon House was having their acclaimed, annual, juried exhibition in Athens.
So I thought about it.

In the wake of Big Lot’s demise, a new love of Rose’s emerges. It was so organized, well stocked and clean with faint mo...
01/19/2025

In the wake of Big Lot’s demise, a new love of Rose’s emerges. It was so organized, well stocked and clean with faint mood music that I had to thank the manager. Refurbished nice brand coffeemaker $15.99 Classic Murphy’s Wood Floor soap $2.50 like 1995. Give it a gander for snow day prep. Great

01/18/2025

-Mandala-
It was Spoleto and the Tibetan monks had come to the Dock Street Theater with their poured sand paintings on tables. They were folded into the sitting room above the entrance alcove with tall 18th century windows, and the glare of Charleston afternoon sun mitigated by a stretch of sash shadows.
Vanessa Chaddick soft stepped around the monks’ dedication to pouring the colored sand in systematic, formal, temporary beauty. Hunched, held sleeve, incense heavy silence.
She had the plain beauty of Europeans. Brunette. Her teenage years in Switzerland, her father in information gathering for the U.S, now in China. When she moved across the room, like french girls, feminine and natural, you had to save her, devour her.

-Ben Harper

07/02/2024

-Titanium White and You-
Betsy a D.C debutante, father a writer, Stephen King stood on the line. Her mother a gorgeous brunette in a long bangless bob, elated eyes, and ready reach for my forearm during the chat up. Betsy was at Converse while I was at Wofford dating a smart young beauty who ran cross county with ease, Louise. Messy dirty blonde, uncharacteristically b***y for a runner, and perfectly puffy lips. She liked her body.

1981, we went to see Epcot over Christmas break, first grade.
Peter Pan's shadow stitched to heel struck a chord of curiosity from the playground of catching silhouette glances of my moving existence through space, in light. The Disney geodome tour rounded to a grey carpeted alcove with carpet boxes arranged into a semi-circle, corned in white stretched paper walls, and overlapping spot lighting. We stood for a flash and turned to watch our shadows suspended on the angled field, long enough to be inspected, hands lined up and matched before the grey form blurred with pink edges as it faded to nothing. Again, Again, Arms Out, Jump, Wave, cartwheel, study the eye lashes, the height, finally.
I see you.

Betsy called,

-Txt Message 6/20/24-Nice, I was there a lot over the last 2 weeks for Big Rock-work. Long enough to get used to it. The...
06/21/2024

-Txt Message 6/20/24-
Nice, I was there a lot over the last 2 weeks for Big Rock-work.
Long enough to get used to it.
The random people energy of a city supermarket during the
5 o’clock hustle for groceries and bag of morning coffee.
I visualized living there, and felt it.
That ocean, drifting in the slow roll of the ebbing tide, fresh salt, and the tightness of sunburn. I just love it.

Ben Harper

-Saturday June 1st-We burned the magnolia leaves and cut back the mimosa limbs that had advanced over the greenhouse. Bl...
06/04/2024

-Saturday June 1st-
We burned the magnolia leaves and cut back the mimosa limbs that had advanced over the greenhouse.
Blew off the back patio turned basketball court. The concrete clean and warm underfoot. Gardenias seem to be everywhere.

Ben Harper

Hit the ceiling of contrived ai targeted social media,…for the day. Opened the kitchen window after having  moved the li...
05/11/2024

Hit the ceiling of contrived ai targeted social media,…for the day.
Opened the kitchen window after having moved the little East Fork wood fired vase on the ledge with the lavendar and rosemary. Scooted the alexa speeker over the oven, closer to the window opening with the live Bob Weir from Colorado.
Went outside with a slam of sceen door, and watched clouds in high vilosity winds cruise overhead with glimpses of a perfect starry night.

Big Week, Jim rang the bell at 11 Wall Street, and might could hit 18 degrees on Sunday. About due for a music review in...
01/20/2024

Big Week, Jim rang the bell at 11 Wall Street, and might could hit 18 degrees on Sunday. About due for a music review in time for the hunker down of warm socks, heavy blankets, and steaming pasta.
These are the 7 albums that drew me back in loops over 2023.
Ask Alexa nicely... it's that simple.

Hands down something special in all ways, fame will find:
1) 2022 "Time Turns Everything” by Mikayla McVey

The Bob Dylan concert you've always wanted with perfect sound and a mature mix of time and electricity, all of it, released November of 2023.
2) 2023, "The Complete Budokan" Live in Tokyo 1978 by Bob Dylan

An original and creative favorite.
3) 2023, "Broken Sky" 7 Inch vinyl by Ray LaMontagne

Because I love it.
4) 1978, Dire Straits by Dire Straits

5) 1968, Truth by Jeff Beck

6) 2010, Broken Hearts and Dirty Windows Songs of John Prine by Various Artists.

7) 2022, Dripfield by Goose

-Ben Harper

01/05/2024

-Windswept-

-Lost in Translation-I had forgotten. The strobe of social video blankets time and relationships thin and busy. The rain...
09/23/2023

-Lost in Translation-
I had forgotten.
The strobe of social video blankets time and relationships thin and busy.
The rain sounded so good that I qued a real movie.
Lost in Translation directed by Sophia Coppola 2003.
Her Daddy owned New York City with the Godfather trilogy so her escape to Tokyo made sense. Her seductive treatment of natural light and speechless visual story sequences also added up. The quiet shot of Bill Murray walking to the tees to hit his morning drive with Mt. Fuji fading in blue hues was funny and beautiful with undertones of Caddyshack. Scarlett Johansson is in the fold too.
Scarlett and Bill. You feel the crush in real time and it's nice.

I now understand why Scarlett married Colin Jost on Saturday Night Live.

The movie won the Oscar for best screenplay and was nominated for best picture, best director, and best actor.

-Ben Harper

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