Showing posts from February, 2014

28 february

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

27 february

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

26 february

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

abc wednesday

25 february

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

24 february


23 february

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


natures symmetry

it has been a very cold winter.
even the dog hunkers under a blanket when she lays on the couch

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

19 february


18 february

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
nature notes
sweet shot tuesday

17 february


16 february

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

16 february



old style hand blown glass bead



mussel shells growing on an old buoy


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

15 february

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

15 february


14 february

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...

drive, side, night, lied, wage, saved, made, face, nurse, church, worse, purse, back, that.

14 february

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

12 february

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

13 february

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

12 february

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

12 february


10 february

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

9 february

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

9 february

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



our beautiful world
scavenger hunt sunday

sunlit sunday

8 february

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
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 
 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 didn't have cancer

8 feburary


7 february

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
 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
random 5 friday
friday finds
6 word friday bend

6 february

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

little things thursday
thursday favorite things
share your cup thursday

5 february

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

4 february

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


sweet shot tuesday

garden tuesday

nature notes