Tuesday, December 31, 2013

happy 2014!


 one of the last


and most beautiful


sunsets of the old year ...


… to usher in the new.

Wishing you a new year filled with the hope of all things bright and beautiful.


Saturday, December 28, 2013

i feel he disapproves of this ditty.



“A wonderful bird is the Pelican.

His beak can hold more than his belly can.
He can hold in his beak
Enough food for a week!
But I'll be darned if I know how the hellican?”

― Dixon Lanier Merritt



Also, pelican babies look like pterodactyls. 


Do they look comfortable to you???


Don't diss the babies while mama pelican is watching …





Tuesday, December 24, 2013

joyeux noel



Wishing you all joy on this day.


"Joy to the world! the Lord is come;
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven, and heaven, and nature sing."



(I know many dear people who are suffering this Christmas - and for them I add this verse:)

"The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the LORD's favor ... to comfort all who mourn ... to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, 
and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. " 
Isaiah 61: 1-3




Wednesday, December 18, 2013

two turtle doves...






This little dove flew in to visit us one chilly morning while we were staying at the beach. She stayed a while in the shelter of the sunny porch, then flew off, presumably to finish her Christmas shopping or perhaps to meet the partridge in a pear tree, for lunch.






Friday, December 13, 2013

winter friends


Florida snow.


Does that make him a snowbird? 



"My old grandmother always used to say, 
Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, 
but winter friends are friends forever."

 — George R.R. Martin




Thursday, December 5, 2013

does it count if i'm drinking english breakfast tea?


“In Ireland, you go to someone's house, and she asks you if you want a cup of tea. You say no, thank you, you're really just fine. She asks if you're sure. You say of course you're sure, really, you don't need a thing. Except they pronounce it ting. You don't need a ting. Well, she says then, I was going to get myself some anyway, so it would be no trouble. Ah, you say, well, if you were going to get yourself some, I wouldn't mind a spot of tea, at that, so long as it's no trouble and I can give you a hand in the kitchen. Then you go through the whole thing all over again until you both end up in the kitchen drinking tea and chatting. 

In America, someone asks you if you want a cup of tea, you say no, and then you don't get any damned tea.

I liked the Irish way better.” 

C.E. Murphy



Wednesday, November 27, 2013

thankful for all of you.


“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; 
they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” 

― Marcel Proust




Thursday, November 21, 2013

morning shadows


All shadows whisper of the sun. 

― Emanuel Carnevali



Friday, November 15, 2013

ad infinitum



the clock ticks,
the dog next door voices his "let me in" bark,
and i sit here, as usual, ad infinitum,
with a cup of tea and a laptop and a window,
looking out.
today the sky is gray, yesterday it was sunny,
today the air is still, yesterday there was wind.
the pine branch that flamed so bravely last fall is sill there,
dead now—
a woodpecker investigates its rich, insect-ridden, hollow depths.
oak seeds litter the ground, the walks,
the chairs and picnic table in the garden.
the squirrels feast there daily, in spite of the dog
who once stalked them mercilessly
but now through deafness or benign neglect
simply watches.
we watch together, dog and i,
ad infinitum.


Monday, November 11, 2013

treasure hunt.


in tropical climes
the longing for fall color
is an obsession




Wednesday, October 30, 2013

acorn antics


group mentality.


the acorn individualist.


acorn fashion choices: to beret or not to beret?



Wednesday, October 23, 2013

weird pumpkin quote for the day.






Only the knife knows what goes on in the heart of a pumpkin.
— Simone Schwarz-Bart 




Monday, October 21, 2013

blue and brown




i am always drawn to pottery over fine china.
i like the round earthiness of it,
the way a mug feels solid and warm in my hand
when it's filled with hot tea and honey,
the way it sits there waiting
to be filled up
with something good.
pottery knows.




Thursday, October 17, 2013

sea birds.




here's lookin' at you, kid.




Wednesday, October 9, 2013

romeo and juliet + spaghetti carbonara = perfection.



Is anybody else excited about the new movie adaptation of Romeo and Juliet? (I mean, it's brought to us by the creator of Downton Abbey. Win win, right?) Here's a little something to help you celebrate in style:

http://www.tampabay.com/things-to-do/food/cooking/dishes-evoke-thoughts-of-romeo-and-juliet-great-expectations/2145969

P.S. "Great Expectations" is opening this week too. Click on the link to find out why baking a pork pie for your friends (or enemies) can change the course of history (or at least gain you an inheritance!)


Sunday, October 6, 2013

where i've been...


"For whatever we lose (a you or a me)
It's always ourselves we find in the sea."

— e.e. cummings





Saturday, September 28, 2013

fall-ing.


“Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.” 

― Robert Browning





Friday, September 20, 2013

fungi.






Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him.

—Friedrich Nietzsche


Thursday, September 12, 2013

Sunday, September 8, 2013

gift from the sea


they gaze up at me
from a blue ceramic sea,
knowing their power



Thursday, September 5, 2013

love, love, love.


It's been a rough week. We found out that Lady, our 13-yr-old basenji, has early kidney failure (as well as some chronic lung problems caused by old age.) The vet put her on a special diet and said she can live months to years. I'll take years, please! (She has no symptoms of kidney problems yet - the failure was caught in routine blood work during her check-up.) So we've been giving her lots of extra love. 

When one is mostly housebound due to chronic illness, as I am, the companionship of a beloved pet becomes extra valued. Lady is such a good friend - she comforts me and makes me laugh every day. Now it's my turn to return the favor. 

Here's a favorite Mary Oliver poem, about her dog Percy, to sum things up:


I Ask Percy How I Should Live My Life
Mary Oliver

Love, love, love, says Percy.
And hurry as fast as you can
along the shining beach, or the rubble, or the dust.
Then, go to sleep.
Give up your body heat, your beating heart.
Then, trust.



Friday, August 30, 2013

small shiny things.



Little things console us because little things afflict us.
—Blaise Pascal 



Thursday, August 22, 2013

bits and pieces




all the bits of me
waiting for the big picture
for now, an abstract





Monday, August 19, 2013

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

rain fell in the night






rain fell in the night—

i dreamed i was letting go of you

and woke with death in my gut,

as usual.

how few the pain-free days, now—

i am haunted by them;

they weave in and out of my consciousness

like an endless prayer for mercy,

for more than a snatch

of living.

rain fell, in the night,

and still— 

there was morning.