
Then the seated woman with a parasol
May be the only one you can’t betray
If I’m the seated woman with a parasol
I will be safe in my frame…
Lyrics from the album, The Beekeeper and from the song, Parasol by Tori Amos, 2005

Then the seated woman with a parasol
May be the only one you can’t betray
If I’m the seated woman with a parasol
I will be safe in my frame…
Lyrics from the album, The Beekeeper and from the song, Parasol by Tori Amos, 2005

soak up life’s little pleasures,
they are fleeting

it was a morning filled with fog
and a blanket of silence

the passing years haunt her,
cling to her heart–
like mist on a web

old bottles
wishes
tea cups
and
words
creamers
marbles
and
thoughts

how could i have known that i would dream of you night after night?

a different kind of beauty

it was one look, but it was everything

farmers markets
falling leaves
mocha coffee
Maira Kalman
blue jeans
Earth, Wind and Fire
(the group–because Boogie Wonderland–but also…)
spinning earth
roaring wind
and raging fires


I will be taking a blog break and will see you again sometime next week.
Be safe and enjoy the late summer days.
See you soon friends.