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beauty and terror

I just ordered seeds for this summer’s garden. And then it snowed. You recognize that pattern, right? You do something because you’re looking forward to that future wonderfulness. And then the tide keeps coming in, in the direction it’s been…

odd space inside

I’m in this funny kind of impatient space. I feel like it’s familiar. I want “things” to happen faster: air to warm, flowers to bloom, etc. But more than that. I feel like I want my whole insides to stretch…

flying above

Every once in a while you read about someone who just flies above the radar. So exceptional. In his/her own category. I chanced upon such an artist/architect in the April issue of The World of Interiors: I was struck by…

fit to be tied

I woke up this morning fit to be tied. My brain was goooooing. When I run into anything I can’t solve emotionally, my brain is sure that if I THINK enough, I’ll find my way. Rarely is that true. The…

attention

I was viewing an excellent social media tutorial which started out with the assumption that everything on the web is contending for the viewer’s … attention. You guessed it. And how to “win” in this game. It struck me. That…

color but not color

I don’t know. Is Peaches orange? Hmmmm… For the past couple of days, Victor was visiting and we were listening to classical music on WCRB – streaming it in. He had found the station for me; he listens to it…

coloratura (*)

Quite by mistake, I published a post with NO writing. I left you wondering, no doubt, what that word meant? I had JUST discovered it today and was so excited to share it. I guess too excited!!! It was in…

all fall down

My wall fell down! The plow pushed the snow. And the frozen snow pushed the wall over. It’s not held with any fill. The wall is just the art of the stone wall builder. Truly an art. He’ll come over…

addiction

Running for me is like crack. It feels so good, it’s addictive. It’s something I love, I crave. I get hooked on it. Some people love to travel through the skies, overseas. My travel: the open road. Human speed. Out…