crossroad.....

ever get the feeling that you're at some important crossroad?

which way.......

(thanks to graphics fairy, joessistah, and thelastdoordownthehall for the freebies!)

BODIE and FOU Wallpaper

Want! Want! Want!

Look at this fabulous wall paper from BODIE and FOU

via Holly Becker on her wonderful blog..decor8!
Yummy!

Maggie Taylor Challenge

my entry: the Maggie Taylor challenge for the

Digitalmania Group on Flickr......

who knew?

I planted artichokes for the first time this year....not to eat...but to dry for decoration. With the heat wave that we've had here (around 106 with the heat index) I've neglected the garden spot where they were planted...it's mostly rosemary and 'Nearly Wild' roses....so I was surprised to see this flash of purple in that bed. I guess most things do flower if you let them go to seed...but I've never seen a picture of a flowering artichoke......who knew?

i'd rather be poor.....

"i would rather be a poor man

in a garret with plenty of books

than a king who did not love reading...."

~thomas b. macaulay

something in a sunday.....

"footfalls echo in the memory

down the passage which we did not take

toward the door we never opened"

~t.s. eliot

"on the sunday morning sidewalk

wishing Lord that i was stoned

'cos there's something in a sunday

makes a body feel alone...."

~kris kristofferson

remembering......

Anna and Kristina's Grocery Bag

i have a confession to make.....i LOVE cookbooks! not the ones from the local church ladies...although i do have some of those. no....i HAVE to buy the ones authored by chefs from famous restaurants or something quirky i've seen on a food blog.

i've got so many....The Pleasures of Cooking For One by Judith Jones...Cooking With Shelburne Farms by Melissa Pasanen...Eggs by Michael Roux...Jamie Olivers...Jacque Pepins....Marthas... well....you get the picture.

i'm a weekend cook...not so much thru the week. cooking makes me happy....i "sing" while i cook (i use that term very loosely!) but...another big secret....i have more failures than successes with my cooking attempts. so when i happened upon a show on the OWN channel about two "wanna be" chefs who try out recipes from some of the top cookbooks and then serve their meal to a real chef i felt right at home. their attempts mirror a lot of mine and i laugh my way thru the shows.

Anna and Kristina....i think we may have all fallen off the same turnip truck......

to ride upon the wind...

"faeries...come take me out of this dull world

for i would ride with you upon the wind...

run on the top of the disheveled tide...

and dance upon the mountains like a flame..."

~william butler yeats

Stop.....

oh my........

Pinterest

oh my......

june 19...

happy fathers day

a mystic circle

“there is a magic in that little world…
home…
it is a mystic circle
that surrounds comforts and virtues
never known beyond
its hallowed limits…”

~robert southey

speaking of magic....i can make things disappear...

especially if it's got a lot of butter and sugar in it...

waiting for signs.......

"i used to wait for a sign...she said

before i did anything.

then one night i had a dream

and an angel in striped tights

came to me and said

you can start any time now...

then i asked 'is this a sign'...

the angel started laughing

and i woke up.

now i think the whole world

is filled with signs...

but if there's no laughter...

i know they're not

for me...."

~story of the day

by story people

psssst.....

i'm lauGhing that i left out the G......

a thief named senescence.....

who are you...

always trying to glimpse into

my world

from your throne

in the mirror

you watch me

with my own eyes....

voyeur

what have you done

with

me

where am

i

do i live beneath the sagging skin

the grey hair

i must be in there

somewhere

or have you

stolen

my

eyes

who

are

you

fairy fireworks

don't you think dill looks like fairy fireworks.....
you can almost hear a minuscule... soaring... whistle...

a soft pop.....

as a shower of buttery sparks

rains down on the wee folk...

the tinkle of a tiny...collective... cheer

floating softly through this

sultry

summer

evening....

head bowed in honor......

Thank You....

your "silence sings

our national anthem".....

rising........

Rising....by Lhasa de Sela

this video decribes my life lately....

but like my feathered muse....

i'm beginning to rise....

there is a dream in my heart....

home

have you ever hoarded your dreams...

fearful that if you shared them

someone might steal them...

even worse..we sometimes fear

we're not worthy of our own dreams.

so we quitclaim them to others...saying...

here...take my magic...

i won't be needing it...

and i'll even throw in the wand.

we fill our days writing to do lists...

and thinking up goals.

but dreams don't like to be analyzed...

they're not comfortable on the couch.

they prefer to take up residence in the heart...

where they can use ancient keys...

to unlock doors...

spilling liquid light of recognition...

into our sighs of relief...

when we realize...

we're home.

~marilyn maciel

i'm working on it.........

before i die......

i LOVE this...........

our lost sentinels.....

mother nature has had a serious attitude lately...

the storm night before last was the worst this area has seen

since hurricane hugo made his march across our little hamlet!

as far as i know...there were no personal injuries

but....oh....so many...beautiful...old... trees...

lost.....

trying to navigate around our county has been

like finding your way thru a maze...

road after road is completely blocked...

power lines down...

i've always heard when life deals you a lemon

squeeze it and make lemonade....

maybe we need to use these wisened...old...sentinels

to make furniture.....

like kaspar hamachers chairs....