Ella,

Never doubt your right to the throne.

 

An army of ancestors stand at your side

Warriors strong

Each breath lends strength, each drop of blood drips golden, each fractured heart, beats strong.

 

We didn’t struggle and rise, to watch you, struck down.

Hush.

Stand, head high, calm within the storm

Never fear.

 

Let the timbre of your notes, enchant the land.

 

Claim back the kingdom.

We won’t let you fall.

 

 

 

~ All The Queen’s Horses And All The Queen’s Land

 

night canvas

Beneath a stolen moon

There’s a sky full of stars

In the whispers of quiet

I will wait for you.

Burn those bridges

Ride these hills

Skies on fire, rivers rise

My heart beats strong

I will wait for you.

Come find me, take my hand

Here, upon my knees

I will wait for you.

Beyond the dark

I’ll be your light

Breathe salvation back to me

I will wait for you.

 

 

The River- Part Two

~ a scene

Stella ran toward the girls. She felt a pressing need to protect them. Their father was asleep, unaware. They could have slipped beneath a slow blanket of water and he’d discover their absence too late.

The splash of the river’s icy water on skin, shocked her back to reality. Shivering she faced the sun and let the heat warm her body. She stood beside the children. It was as if in doing so, she could momentarily save them from a future fraught with danger and indifference. Both pairs of eyes stared through her. Stella saw reflected back, distance and distain.

Annie arched an eyebrow and cocked her head to the side. She waited for Stella to speak.

Ask me to leave, Stella willed, tell me to go.

Instead, both girls stood silent and watched as Stella looked down at the water. Sunlight, as if reflected through glass, streamed in horizontal ribbons. She marvelled at how the water sparkled as it flowed over the tops of her feet, how the ribbons appeared to dance. Beneath the water’s surface, she saw  a carpet of stones. One odd-shaped rock stood out from the rest. It vaguely resembled a heart. On a whim, she handed it to Madeline.

“Annie. Let’s find one for you. Then we’ll have a bite to eat.”  

In their quest to hunt for the perfect stone heart, the trio had formed a silent union. Stella knew what must be done. On the ride back to the Garage, she’d smile, perhaps sing along to the radio’s tunes. At the Garage, she’d wait for the mechanic to lower her car from the hoist, watch him drive it on the lot, listen as the gravel scrunched beneath the tires. She’d act nonchalantly coy. Thank you, thank you, she’d say. She’d conquer the pauses in conversation, burble niceties and kiss each girl on the top of each little head.

What was she thinking? Once on the highway, she’d push her forefoot to the gas pedal and drive as fast and as far from Roy’s Lincoln, as possible. 

Later, he’d call. She’d tell him she loved him and she hated being second string, hand him an ultimatum: Leave Jacqueline.

Stella knew that if she didn’t get out fast and now, they would ruin each other. She could live with that piece. What she didn’t want, was to shoulder blame for the ruin of two children. Or maybe, she wasn’t being honest with herself. She wasn’t their mother.

Either way, she would end the relationship on her terms.

She had learned to look just under the surface. This is what happens when no one tells the truth.

and she paused not knowing which had felt worse, their silent, knowing glances or an offer of sugar with her tea.

Would you find me in the dark as I’d find you?

~ when drowsy, spent peonies fall to the table with a thud… air dry the pretties.

 

I blamed myself for not being enough;

I was always enough.

 

Beneath a peach moon, they set sail.

dream a little dream of me

Dream Catchers are simple to craft. Find an embroidery hoop and a doily. Attach the prettiest ribbons you can find. Sweet dreams my Littlest Star Catchers.

You are not his holler back girl

The next time he opens his front door and shouts, ‘Hey Girl’

And tries to claim you with his swag

 

Keep walking

 

Show him what respect looks like

Make him learn your name

 

Do not hand over the pieces of your heart and soul

to anyone who does not understand: You are worth more than a holler back.

 

~ What We Tell Our Daughters

 

 

Peonies. Flowers with character.

Urban Walls

http://www.uwdecals.com

This tiny bathroom needed a face lift. I applied Benjamin Moore: ‘Winter White’ in flat finish. A moody white with a grey undertone, this  soft hue evokes early morning mist rising off the ocean.

With barely room to turn, I painted.  In my mind I saw a low-budget, posh finish. I waited for Urban Wall’s sale of large florals in grey-white. The photo above shows half of a half order. If you sign up to the site, you receive a discount coupon.

‘Urban Walls’ offers customers many choices of product from floral decals to graphic designs,  wall quotes, Art Prints, and full wall coverings.

The vinyl application isn’t too difficult. Plan your pattern, work slowly, and tear the thin covering on an angle. Tip: Tear small sections. This helps to keep the fussy edges  of vinyl from lifting off of the wall.  ‘You Tube’ videos on the site offer “How To’ decor ideas and tips.

The vinyl pulls off the wall with ease. Urban Walls recommends that one use a hair dryer set to ‘warm’ to make removal easy peasy.

This is a simple upgrade to a tiny room, perfect for people who rent. Sweet in a child’s bedroom.

This Queen just stepped into a jewel box.

 

 

If you are in the dark

I’ll shine a light

If you swim in the ocean

I’ll adore salt

If you are the whiskey

I’ll be the shot

If you are in a tree

I’ll be your birdsong

~promises

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