new and fresh...

hanging out happily over here

wishing you a divine, downright delightfully lovely day.

kz

rock love...

little glimpse of shop goodness to come...because really i cannot cease loving you...

tightalicious...

i have many varying designs of them in my closet, i have been known to wear them often, i love them when the weather gets cooler, i suppose you have guessed that I am talking about...tights..yes, i said tights...because after all, skirts and such are made soooo much better with tights...here are some fun ones
compliments of this lovely space...

enjoy and get tightalicious!

brief escape...

We headed out on caravan with good friends Friday pointing 'Snits' eastward to the mountains ...what struck me as we drove was how long it had been since I had actually camped in the mountains...so long, I cannot precisely recall.

If you have ever been, lived, presently reside or are from California you will understand when I say that this is a majestic and simply beautiful place, I am smitten and in love with this state, my heart was born and bred here, my soul still grows in these surrounds.

Palm trees seamlessly transform into pine trees and the air gets a bit crisper around each bend, as you curve along winding roads. Looking down into deep ravines alongside the highway there are small homes tucked in here and there and I envision the occupants and what they must do...I have always done this, even as a little girl, imagining a woman knitting on her porch, or hanging laundry while singing to her baby, nowadays perhaps technology has taken over and there are much more complicated computer workings happening, taking orders and communicating with folks in France or just up the road...still intrigues me.

Some years ago there was a fire where we camped here, and although it was all over the news and I saw the acres of trees and land being consumed by flames...the devastation never completely sunk in for me until I landed in the midst of remains just this past weekend. Years have brought rains and some new growth, green patches emerge here and yonder, but there is a quiet, still beauty in the trees that stand, black and burnt, but still holding strong. Holes have been left where once they were solid, but still, they hold themselves high and like pillars of history, never to bloom or drop leaves again, but not ready to leave their birthplace.

A graceful dancer...

I was humbled here...my heart spread out over the rocks, branches and dirt, I lifted my head and gave a salute to the tall, burnt arbors of this place. I will be back...very soon.

Welcome Autumn...Come on in

Days are shorter, there is a crispness in the air, mornings are misty and dew drips from the trees, trickles and shimmers on cobwebs in the early light of day...this time of the year holds me in a calm, cool, quiet place. Even my tea seems more luxurious, warm and comforting.

Autumn carries us gently and prepares us for a shift in time, season, weather, being...in a mellow transition between Summer to Fall

Welcome Autumn...come on in for spell.

today i remember...

At 7:28 a.m. (California time) today I shared a moment of silence and shed some tears for those dear ones lost 10 years ago...even time does not take away the emotion and feeling...my heart goes out to those today...the one's who are gone and those who are still here.

horoscopes and remembering...

Growing up my father always read me my horoscope from the daily newspaper, when I was younger he would read what the little paragraph had to say and predict and then he would elaborate something funny into the end and make it all sound like it was together...

Even after I moved out of the house, he would at times send me clippings of them in the mail with little notes and highlighted areas that he saw related to me directly...I loved hearing the predictions, opening the envelopes with the small square of newspaper inside, and knowing that he was thinking of me everyday.

Dancing at my wedding

7 years has passed since he's been gone, may his big, kind-hearted soul rest peacefully.
Then, yesterday, on his memorial, a funny thing happened, a good friend (who never knew my Dad or our little tradition) told me that she had to send me along my horoscope (her daughter shares the same month as my b-day) and she receives them on her iPhone daily ( a concept my father would have had some strong commentary about), as it was so right on for me at this time...it was not until I opened the email and realized not only was she was right, but how the very act of her sending it was so timely and pulled gently at my heartstrings.

Here is what it said:
You have a special talent, Gemini. It might be as an artist, a singer, or a dancer. Or it might be as a mediator, a mathematician, or a counselor. Whatever it is, though, you have underestimated yourself. You have probably heard from scores of people that you have something special, but you don't take it to heart. But now it's time to explore and pursue that gift of yours and take it to the next level. The universe is offering you special support and inspiration for your untapped talent.

My Dad would have liked that one and I am sure would have added something like
"and you need to wear more deodorant"...me at sunset yesterday in front of my father's memory bench...

Here's to you Dad, and me and all the memories.
All my heart and love
KZ