and we are all just stealing moments
I had a dream. We are in your car, a fixed up TR-6, taken from your brother. The radio retro blasts a Jim Morrison high. You steer south toward the I-5. A ribbon of trees line the hillside. Blood red mingles with atomic tangerine. I glance left, note how the sun casts light across your face. My finger traces the map of your jaw. … Read More The Dream
And this is why I love the ocean The moment when toes touch the edge, between sand and sea A sear of fire, the blade of ice Like a shiver to a fever That begs me: dream Ushered under by waves To a time long ago sleepy lullabies sing of a love so strong Tattooed to a forearm Like a lock to a key … Read More Ode to the Sea
in a softened moment under a veil of grey snowflakes tumble tipping my world each flake, a scattered memory a reach across time you, always choosing december to withdraw and return, to withhold and offer up the spoils and riches of a life yet within this silent moment envisioning you near choosing to believe in everlasting love my footsteps circle, pause eyes cast toward … Read More A Softened Moment
Sunshine, simple moments, coffee. What more could one wish for? Sunday sharing of simple spaces. A fresh coat of Benjamin Moore, Winter White in the entrance way. This is my new go to white. Marshmallow with a soft mouse grey undertone. Just envision a snowy day. The random leaning of a word print and the snip of an errant branch from a rambling shrub … Read More Simple Spaces
“He’s more myself then I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” ~ Emily Bronte I covet gorgeous quote signs. They are trendy and command top dollar in some of the home boutiques throughout the city. This morning I attempted to recreate one on a smaller scale. I admit, the bigger, the better to show off in a … Read More Bronte Quote
from my window. I haven’t returned to England although my family roots are planted deep beneath the English countryside. This invisible tie to the old world always stirs within my soul. Ancestors beckon my return and point me in a purposeful direction. This gorgeous English shrub rose is an heirloom variety named after the famous influential English garden designer, artist and writer, Gertrude Jeckyll. … Read More A View
Sometimes it’s the small things that hold the most meaning in our lives. They show up as everyday actions, expressed through the simplest gestures and the gentlest of comments. Yet make no mistake, this is what love looks like. This Mother’s Day my mother wants only an ice cream cone. She says, “that will be enough.” ❤ Mom opens the passenger door and slides … Read More A Lady and A Crown
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