You Are A Wonder
-It’s a graphic.-I see that.-Do you like it?-It’s lovely.-Do you know what would make it lovelier?-I wonder what?-Bears.-They are a wonder, just like you.
Category Archives: art
Abracadabra Baby
It’s a magnificent Monday, a sublime minimalistic eve…anything could happen. Winding down and keeping things rather simple, clearing out the clutter in the mind, in this space. Reflecting on the year and what’s to come…it takes up a lot of … Continue reading
The Way Ahead
More than one way has always been said.A declaration within each,kindness within reach. Trillions of particles to heed,only a handful to seed. Liberating from the in-flu-enceout of the vortexand into the distance.Regard, take note…no need to be perplexed.
Make It Something Beautiful
Well, here we are in our idiosyncrasies and in our rareness…an am dedicated to sketching and painting our gratitude and a little stretching outdoors under the sun. Gratitude in every moment and every way…feeling full.
Winding Down on Verdant Tinctures
Last day of our Indian Summer phase…the rhythm was sweet while it lasted. At least I have this honied face to look at until the upcoming Halcyon days come around again.
Arrested Development
Trying to sort out the thoughts with these plumes, they are so brilliantly magnificent that even their randomness on the dinning room table until we sort them out is a fixation. Individually they are imperfectly beautiful. Makes me wonder of … Continue reading
Hey, Good Looking!
She looks spritely doesn’t she as summer filters through the pollen dusted windows? It’s a tricky thing, to have your kitchen positioned in blunt view, or perhaps a forthright spurring is just what’s required. Pulling up even in a vehicle, … Continue reading
Lulu
I miss the honeysuckle scented air, perhaps it’s ever so special because it bursts out of the crisp spring air like a harmonic symphony and instantly summer vibes saturate the steamy surroundings. The citrus plants also swell oh so boisterously … Continue reading
Me and My Loves
I was with my other love a few minutes ago. I posted about both my loves a few squares back, twenty-four to be exact. The thing about them, they are not only reliable but consistent. It’s a scorcher out there … Continue reading
Subterrain
It hit 91 degrees, yet I put on a kettle for tea as we all navigate the converging energies of four whole beings at the end of our long day. I’ve told myself that seven-year-olds are reliable narrators and that … Continue reading
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