
i looked everywhere for you,
and in the end–
you were exactly where i had left you

i looked everywhere for you,
and in the end–
you were exactly where i had left you

Taking some time away for a week or so. Be safe and warm, see you soon.

this book: The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady by Edith Holden
jameson in a small glass
spring flowers on the counter
snow storms in the afternoon
this song: Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me (R&B version sung by Gladys Knight & the Pips)
mallards at the marsh
coffee with friends


beauty is haunting

i closed my eyes and saw you clearly on that late summer day, walking through the field towards the house, with the setting sun on your back, two irish setters at your heels and a pheasant in your hand

rainy walks in thick fog
small hawks hunting mourning doves
candles in frosted jars
orange and clover tea with sourdough toast
this book: Virginia Woolf by Alexandra Harris
and this book: Under a Pole Star by Stef Penney
bangles made of amber glass
daydreams of dogwood blossoms

as winter continues to unfurl in all of its cold, crystal beauty, we long for fields of wildflowers

“Increasingly, he bunked off school to paint out of doors. Claude hated school. He resented being trapped inside a building and told what to do, even for a few hours a day.”
from the book, The Private Lives of Impressionists, by Sue Roe

he regretted everything,
and my heart still breaks–
because now,
he regrets nothing

I will be taking a blog break for a week or so.
Be well, and I’ll see you again soon.