Wednesday, January 22, 2014

The Golden Kick

I can remember spray painting my shoes when I was in high school...Gold Lame' has always held a certain place in my heart. Perhaps it is because my Grandmother Maude always carried a gold change purse or because one of my first dolls was not a baby doll...but a platinum blond "glamour doll" with gold shoes. I don't know, all I know is that they make me extremely happy...and I always have a pair whether they are in-style or not.

Friday, January 10, 2014

This old house....

Sags.  I doubt you could find a square corner in any of the nine rooms.  It's drafty, winter breezes enter from the windows and the floors, even the electrical sockets on a blustery day.

The plaster walls, well, I like to say they have laugh lines. A collective response to all the storytellin' that goes on in here.

When the sun shines through the blown glass windows they cast a shadow that  illustrates what I like to think a giggle might look like if it were visible instead of audible.

This house...home to my inspiration.
Photo of the Day - a chance encounter with sunlight on the wall, the ripple of glass. 

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Be Still

This clock has not kept time since I moved from my apartment going on 35 years. I figure it doesn't really have to, there must be ten clocks in this house, all running, all wrong.

I don't mess with it, it's old and beautiful and enjoys the sun.
Its silent and reminds me that there are those moments when time does indeed...stand still.

I should try this...just be still.

Saturday, January 4, 2014


Happy New Year

It's early, and I couldn't sleep, I was thinking about times when I thought...even though it wasn't "my fault" it was my "job" to clean it up. 

I am always subject to take off when I hear there is  need for a clean-up on Aisle 3.   But you know, as I "mature" I start to conserve emotional energy and think...really? 

Perhaps it is Alien's very logical.

I'll be listening to the Aliens.