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The Hourglass | A music video | Chapel Hill, NC

Happy Halloween from me and the Ill Family!

In early October, we collaborated and made this music video.

Mipso + Friends | Carrboro, NC

The handsome men of Mipso (+ some friends) modeled some new merch this afternoon (*in preparation for a big show Friday).

A near-perfect afternoon for a handful of happy photos.

[Preview] An Ill Family music video

Coming soon,

an Ill Family music video!

This is a little of what my Sunday looked like.

[Photos: Playing in the woods with the Ill Family & friends//Grace Farson]

Lessons Learned | How not to nap

Yesterday, I didn’t learn to nap.

I tried, but I just didn’t work out well.

I did learn about Lobster though so that’s something.

Happy Fall and happy anniversary to TT and Juju! (* I don’t know what number this is, but thanks for loving each other this long and for loving your four kiddos a lot. I like you both very, very much!)

Celebrating fall this way –>

Essentially, I’m just ready for it all.

And for this season of rich colors, cool rain, and sweaters.

Plus:

+ Watch. A gorgeous film by the talented Mr. Bill Pappas.

+ See. Hitchcock-inspired photos by Nicola Kuperus.

+ Listen. Quitter’s Raga.

[Photos: Night at the foot of the Himalayas, Nepal//Grace Farson]

A morning in Ilam

Yesterday, we all woke up early (*long before the sun) and drove in a big van up through hills and fog to beautiful Ilam. Ilam, known only really for its beautiful tea plantations, was much more.

We all found it to be incredibly beautiful, quiet, and peaceful. It all reminded me far too much of pretty Darjeeling.

The drive was fantastic, seven of us piled in a van singing//dancing along (*to this and this) and trying to nap some too.

We’re back in Letang now, hiding from the rain, playing cards, and as always, laughing until we hurt.

[Photos: A day in rainy Ilam, Nepal//Grace Farson]

Rishikesh. An overview

I feel that I could stay in Rishikesh for a lifetime.

Rishikesh is the kind of India you want India to be a lot of the time. It’s a holy city filled with life, and it’s an easy, good life. It seems to sparkle and move, but move at a much slower pace than a lot of India.

I spend a lot of my time here in quiet. In solitude. Practicing yoga. Sweating. And feeling free.

+ Enjoy this lovely song, sent by a truly lovely person this morning:

“Are you real or something from wanderlust
Who can you can we trust my dear, sweet, flower
Who can you trust
From cradle to grave
From ashes to ashes, from dust to dust” – Fink, “Yesterday Was Hard on All of Us“

Today will be filled with waiting//showering (*I fear that I smell of hot curry and sweat more than ever before)//more yoga//itching a new collection of bug bites// packing up my life again.

[Photos: Day one, around the great Ganges river in Rishikesh//Grace Farson]