a spirit of simplicity

over the weekend we had a thaw of sorts it was sunny and warm we got outside and walked around the island a bit ~ in the early morning hours just before dawn Joe and I see Venus and the crescent moon floating in the sky  just over this rather tiny island  it makes for a rather grand way to start the day ~ i need to get to the market soon ugh  ~  Grey's Anatomy started last night. It is one of the three or four shows I will actually turn the TV on for. I missed the most of the two hour special so I will have to watch it on demand later today. ~ We all got together at my mum's house last night for a celebration of my sister's good prognosis. We had lobsters and chowder and lots of great fun! random 5 friday my town shoot out stained glass friday finds

the winter wood is filled with secrets that the summer leaves will cover tiny heart-shaped seed pods  that look so very delicate they open to release their seed into the wild world but they stay behind  and cling to the branch through  snow and arctic gale  I can't help but feel some  unexplainable connection to them though I would choose to be the seed and not the pod I cannot help but see the beauty  when I look back toward home little things thursday thursday favorite things share your cup

What is good for the goose is good for the gander or so I've been told abc wednesday

when the sea is still walking on the seashore just before a rain even the waves are quiet and gentle as they came up upon the shore the air heavy with mist those long lost to the sea come up then to bathe the tears from their loved ones and share the healing waters ~  let those who worship summer days come then  and traipse across the sands  and lay their blankets down ~ I will sit here now and hold hands with gentle souls  we will not see again and feel their foggy breath against my cheek and know a gentle yearning in my soul when the sea is still texture tuesday texture twist our world tuesday nature notes sweet shot tuesday

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as i came out of the wood i saw Joe and the boys walking towards me  in the softly falling snow see, sea or C it was in the mid-fifties yesterday and very sunny so we walked the beach chair natures symmetry blanket it has been a very cold winter. even the dog hunkers under a blanket when she lays on the couch giggle we have just finished up February vacation week with the boys we've been giggling for the past nine days scavenger hunt sunday our beautiful world sunlit sunday

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before the snow came i walked the wood  squatted down in snowy pathways to discover tiny beauties painted by nature flakes began to fall so softly that i hardly noticed them stealing in at all  in the night the storm winds battered against my bedroom window blowing wet snow and salty spray covering the purple berries that line the forest pathways texture tuesday garden tuesday our world tuesday blo-ma nature notes sweet shot tuesday

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their kitchen window frames the view of venus as it floats in the early morning sky a trickster in the mind's eye it courts them with  tales of bravery it leads them to believe that they will be supported safe from the virus as it wages it's war against this party it will be much too late by the time they realize that they have failed sunday whirl

camouflaged nutty old style hand blown glass bead lampworking haphazard mussel shells growing on an old buoy monochromatic celebration we are celebrating that my sister's surgery  found the spots to be pre-cancerous this is a rather old picture of my sister, our mother and I. it was taken in London before she had cancer the first time. our beautiful world sunlit sunday scavenger hunt sunday

vanilla, chocolate, strawberry fudge ripple, watermelon, peach marshmallow and black raspberry chocolate chip, rocky road, heath, maple walnut, brownie, plum vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, double oreo, raisin and rum mint chocolate chip,  java toffee coconut, cherries jubilee banana chip, rainforest crunch, vanilla, chocolate, strawberry and  tie-dye purple-berry punch moose tracks,chocolate chip cookie dough, peppermint, lemon daquari, maui madness, plain oreo   vanilla, chocolate, strawberry a quatern poem according to: imaginary garden with real toads

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 the love affair they told her she needed more drive to make it in this life you had to be on the right side so she worked all day and lay sleepless at night and then she realized that they had lied they kept her slaving for less than minimum wage but at the end of the week there was nothing to be saved she paid out everything she had ever made and the hardships of her life began to show in her face she started school once to become a nurse but that was before she became involved with the church and now things were worse all they had done was empty her purse most days she just wished that she could go back but I guess that's that... dverse drive , side , night , lied , wage , saved , made , face , nurse , church , worse , purse , back , that .

the thing I love the most about my town is the sea and that it is my man's town when mountains crumble to the sea i will still be loving you ~ my sister had surgery on wednesday the spots that were on her liver were found to be pre-cancerous! so we are all extremely happy and relieved and overjoyed that she will not have to go through another round of chemo and all that stuff ~ we have the boys for the next 9 days because of school vacation! i will have to get to the market to stock up on boy food... ice cream, oreos, clementines, chicken puffs, cheez-its... ~ Sure is a wintery winter folks around town are saying they can't remember when we've had  a more wintery winter  ~ happy valentines to my  sweetie if mountains crumble to the sea there would still be you and me my town shoot out random 5 friday friday finds

products are polluting millions on behalf of face and body. our commitment to our most important responsibilities? ill designed beauty products preserving our future the manufacture of plastic beauty virtually impossible to remove. the impact has not yet been fully determined but there is concern it could potentially cause problems higher up set an example avoid the press beauty continues to show in people of quality -never anyone who has plastic on their face ~ -we have been asked to write an erasure poem Here is the link to the original article that I used which was about the tiny micro-beads in beauty products ending up in our waterways. and you may find more erasure poems along with the guidelines at  imaginary gardens with real toads

we live in a sort of triangle or three tined fork in the road there are beaches on either side of us so we live in the constant presence of this planet that we live on... this wild and crazy orb spinning in the sky we mark our days by the tides pulls the sun rising and setting over the ocean and the moon gently floating above us the path to black rock beach has three or four dedicated paths lined with sand and dune grasses  and rocky scrambles sunlight shines down onto the bend in the path but we don't know where it will take us until we get there little things thursday thursday favorite things share your cup thursday

blood of our mother blood of our father beats in both of our hearts because we are sisters but we are not the same now you will go and i will go on as before we are not close we are not alike but when you stumble i stumble too and when you rejoice i rejoice too because you are my sister this blood we share joins our hearts poets united

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i am not a celebrator at valentine's day i do not care for doily hearts or paper cards or overpriced roses that die in less than a week  anonymous declarations of love on one particular day of the year     if i am loved i want it thrown at me like a rock   smacking me in the face without subtlety   i like it wrapped up in shell that opens to reveal itself in the sunlight   or placed in a milkweed pod that brushes against me as i walk the pathway   spell it out for me   draw the lines of love in the sand   everyday       mosaic monday macro monday2 macro monday i heart macro

First let me say that we are not the type that this happens to if there is a list we are not on it if there are straws we do not grasp at them we pluck ourselves up we gather ourselves together and we don't look back we are not so much gutsy as we are stubborn  and lucky so fucking lucky or at least we were until this brass ring left it's cancerous present growing invisibly in your body and we being unfamiliar with the waters of this stream cannot find the flow and stumble as we try to find routine sunday whirl  

looking up the hill that travels into the village dying daylight over boston I made this mobile with sticks and stones that i gathered from the beach outside inside our beautiful world derelict scavenger hunt sunday sunlit sunday

the wishing sisters i wish this hadn't happened i wish this hadn't touched us touched you my sister i wish that mum did not have to worry for you i wish that in three days time you would wake to your alarm clock and go in to work like any other day maybe you would be annoyed at having to wait for an extra traffic light maybe they would put too much cream in your coffee i wish your cancer had not spread i wish you were not having surgery  i wish that you did not have to go through chemotherapy again remember when we used to throw our blankets on the bed and play with those kiddle dolls  when we were supposed to be asleep i wish we could do that  again  i wish that we were really wishing sisters that we could wish to be old ladies together sitting in pink folding chairs on the beach laughing at how fast time had passed us by i wish that we were wishing sisters i wish you

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all flowers in time bend towards the sun i know you say that there's no-one for you but here is one all flowers in time bend towards the sun I know you say that there's  no-one  for you but here is one  here is one here is one -jeff buckley ~ I love to see the dawn rising over the Atlantic ribbons of colored sky reflecting in blue water ~ my mother's dog Sally is spending the night we love her ~ my sister is having surgery on Wednesday ~ CANCER SUCKS  Holly will be entering the doorways of Sloan-Kittery for surgery next week and then re-entering the world of chemotherapy  (this is not her first surgery and will not be her first time dealing with chemo.) I wish that these doors would remain closed for her for everyone let us continue to support the science  that will one day find a cure for this terrible terrible disease  my town shoot out entries random 5 fr

the big love the sea scatters heart shaped stones on the beach but first it bashes and batters them  breaks them  tumbles and scrapes them and then it scatters them onto the beach where she sees them in the morning sunshine and thinks the whole earth even the universe overflows little things thursday thursday favorite things share your cup thursday

there have been a couple of times i told him we could  go to the doughnut shoppe early in the morning just the two of us ~ before he falls asleep he reminds me ~ at 7 o'clock in the morning i feel a gentle tugging at my toes  ~ in the summertime we dangle our feet off the edge of the wharf i am drinking my coffee and he is eating his  strawberry frosted doughnut with sprinkles in the winter we go to the beach and walk around till we are so cold we can't stand it and then we drive home to see if anyone else is awake yet so we can tell them about our special adventure that they missed ~ but we bring them back a doughnut abc wednesday

the longer pathway to the beach meanders through the bayberry when the temperatures soared into the 50s the other day i pulled on my wellies and walked  tonight all of this will be covered in snow once again the telly says we may expect up to a foot and more on Saturday texture tuesday our world tuesday blo-ma sweet shot tuesday garden tuesday nature notes