{{ st. augustine lighthouse, april 2013 }}
welllll, i am home yes
(( but not unpacked ))
& yesterday, Mother's Day,
was a difficult day for me ...
~~ my first Mother's Day
without my mom
on this planet ~~
so i stayed home,
worked on my new bookbinding skill*set
&
ate a Ritter Sport bar
{{ dark chocolate with marizipan
made with 100% finest marzipan,
from Germany }}
i use to share chocolate
with my mom,
now i am just eating the entire bar
in her honor.
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(( early morning, nice, france, 2013 ))
i'm hungry for it
Travel is my middle name
home is my dessert
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clearly clearly
i know about paradise
i try to visit paradise
a little bit every day
that i am able
Creating is paradise
for me
the magic of Creating
is that it needn't take a long time
the beauty of Creating
is that it needn't cost a Ton of $$$$
the fun of Creating
is that you can do it
just about anywhere
the bliss of Creating
is that you do it
just for you
but
sometimes
the joy of Creating
comes in sharing
the thing you Create
{{ poem
pencil sketch
butterfly garden
blog*posting
sweet little puppet
photograph
painting
labyrinth
bit of fancy sewing
tall sandwich
collage
short story
seashell collection
whatever & etc. }}
join me in paradise & get lost
in the bliss of Creating
and
then share it !!
{{ or not }}
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1--staying on vacation
sea*side i forgot
i had this blog...
2--today i left the island
for a haircut
3--then
i had to visit
my understanding tax person, Candy
4--i deleted 1000 old photos
from my cell phone whilst waiting my turn
patiently
5--i sang Creeque Alley
whilst driving from place to place
6--then i gave thanks
for being so fortunate
as to sleep by this window
7--and i bought a nice loaf
of 12 grain & seed bread
for tomorrow's breakfast
~~home sweet vacation home~~
yesterday it did hail in my front yard
and
each hailstone
was as big as an Olive
{{ white rather than green }}
right now as i type this
the sky is rumbling again
{{ giants bowling in the heavens }}
meanwhile
mostly i have been staying home
make some*thing
out of no*thing
which is what i like to do
on days when i MUST shop
i buy art*supplies
and fabric and food
{{ in that order of Importance }}
i bet your are the same way
when the days are short
-------> dark and dark and darker still
most all the damn*day <-------
i just want to nest~in with tea
and campari
did you know that amazon.com
will deliever almost anything ??
and it arrives
about 48 hours after you order it
beleive me
i do know what paradise is
when the short days Rule
and the long rains Fall
here in my wee nighborhood
i hunker down and sew up
{{ paradise for certain }}
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sometimes at a party
it is paradise to slip away
and
thank your lucky stars
that
you are
where you are ...
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nothing says Paradise to me
more than spending time
with old friends
& two of my dearest live nearby
in my favorite ballroom
where i did take you many many years ago ...
yes yes yes !!
here are 2
of my oldest girl friends ...
both of whom
i have known my entire life thus far!!
i present to you miss Spring
who tends to be shy !!
Spring always &
without fail !!
wears flowers in her hair
which i find so charming, don't you ??
{{ a real flower*child even before the 1960s !! }}
I tell Spring my deepest secrets
& she never tells a single soul !!
Spring knew when i was Truly in Love
even before i did myself
{{ each & every time }}
right down here
in the same neighborhood
lives my old friend Cleopatra ...
not so shy is my Cleo !!
~~she had such a Knowing Look~~
i never told her a thing
i did not want repeated ...
when i was
a great deal younger
i thought Cleo was Mighty Bold
for someone wearing
a chicken~hat on her head ...
later i found out
it was not a chicken~hat at all
but by that time
friends*ship parameters had been set
{{ although i do try not to judge }}
plus, dear Cleo came here from italy,
by way of egypt,
which thrilled me beyond measure ...
when i was an impressonable teenager
Cleo became my Super*Hero
with her smooth but strong shoulders ...
i liked how Cleo seemed to know
exactly
what to do with Spinx
{{ i would have no idea, myself }}
Cleo always dressed
in such a brazen manner !!
i have admired
her devil~may~care attitude my entire life ...
see there --->
down the ballroom to the east
is where i keep my throne ...
{{ that is young mr. mercury
on the right who keeps
a vigilant eye on things }}
yes yes yes
time well~spent with old girl friends !!
hope you enjoyed meeting them...
if you should chance
to visit them in person
in the ballroom,
please do not sit down on my throne
as guards will come ...
{{ trust me }}
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Say...
Are you missing any of your robins?
Look around. Count your robins.
See if any of them are missing ...I ask
as I have a congregation of robins
hanging out right now in my front yard
and,
really,
I only recognize about 3 of them...
The ones feeding
near my recently freeze-damaged garden
are those plump,
red-breasted robins
you hear about so often.
The red-breast part
is more orange~y than crimson
but I feel certain you know the ones I mean ...I know what you are thinking...
Robins & Lighthouses
what*ever do they have in common? ""Where is the segue, somepinkflowers, where?""
Wait for it...
Wait for it...
Wait for it...Some days when I feel the need
to fly like a bird...
and
if I have no ticket for a ride on Delta
or on any of her sisters,
I climb my lighthouse
for a high-in-the-sky fix.Today
I am taking you with me.I know ...
surprise, surprise, surprise !!
First you have to climb a wee bit...
but the view is worth it,
trust me !!
There !!
Go ahead
and
snap ...
snap ...
snap away !!
That is the Atlantic Ocean out there!!
{{ PS--Have no worries about your robins
as my yard has Tons of Robin Snacks
+ what is snow ?? }}
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fragile sings my heart
melodies of times long past
tears wash each chorus
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{{everyone has been so kind & thoughtful ...
i knew i should B home writing thank*you notes
for quiches & somepinkflowers
& phone*calls & sweet cards
but Truthfully
i simply ran away to the beach this morning
before the crack of dawn
& Fell in Love with This Day...}}
mother dances on
with military honor
and somepinkflowers
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january 20, 1923~february 1, 2013
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This is paradise and I should know
as I have seen many of them
from all around the globe.
This paradise was one I discovered early on
as this was my first Hiding Place.
As a child I would run away from home
and end up here.
Actually this paradise
is only a few blocks from my childhood home
so I did not need a passport
as I do these days when I run away.
No jet*lag then.
No American Express Reward Points.
As I am as old as the hills,
the place has changed a bit over the years.
And so have I.
"Why did you run away
from home, somepinkflowers?"
you may ask.
I learned rather early on
that I loved to roam about,
to walk and walk and walk and walk,
to see the world from a different point of view.
As a child when I ran away
my father would be sent in car
to look for me.
I was always right here
so every one seemed copacetic with the process.
"Just be careful not to fall in!" I would be warned ...
From the end of this dock
{{ or rather from this dock's grandfather }}
my daddy helped me catch my first fish
when I was about 4 or 5.
On the back of the B&W snapshot,
which recorded the moment,
was written my feelings at the time:
"Get it off, Daddy! Get it off ! "
Much, much later I would bring my daddy
and his shadow*friend, Alzheimer's, right here
to this very spot.
"Just be careful not to fall in!" I would warn ...
My mother likes to look at fluffy white clouds these days.
I bring her in my jeep
from her Assisted Living Home
down here to the river.
Sometimes we stop at the Dairy Queen for ice-cream
with extra chocolate & pecans.
Always we talk about my daddy
who watches us from the fluffy white clouds.
"Just be careful not to fall in!" I can hear him say.
We are always very, very careful.
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Merry Christmas to You & Yours !!
fondly,
from Me & Mine
angels in the light
when daughter becomes mother
hospital walls know
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{{ i wrote this haiku last friday
whilst my sweet mom was tossing & turning
on a hospital bed.
this morning she is in a rehab facility
doing what we are calling: Gym Class }}
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cool, thin, paper dry
frailness with a tender touch
{ past and future me }
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in all the world of things i love,
to leave home & then to come home
are two of the most delicious
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treasure trove of small keepsakes
from recent adventure in san miguel de allende
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some found, some bought, some gifted
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{{ always, always it it The Memory Attached
that is the most precious to me }}
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where oh where next & when ??
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want to see my flip-floppy feet in mexico?
hard to resist, i know !!
join us for postcards from paradise
with rebecca over here ...
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