fear...

"Do one thing every day that frightens you"

~Eleanor Roosevelt

Feeling this quote like nobody's biz...

here is sending you fearless wishes and a most lovely evening...

shifting...

As the weather changes here in So. Cal and I am reminded, as is the case every year, that I am quite a weakling when it comes to the cold...there is no help in the fact that we cannot turn our heat on in this country home not far from the sea, for a family or small village of 4 legged pesty critters decided to take refuge below our abode sometime ago and it would appear that insulation and ducting are some top items of interest to these not-so-fine furry folks, so we go about our routines inside all bundled in woolen layers and scarves...

stop my heart....this reads 'I Love You Mom'

This is to say that the cold has brought me in, literally, within myself, to sit quietly, warmed next to the fire at night, I have been feeling something shift...there is change coming, is it the new year...who knows...but there is much laying in wait...for what this is...i have not a clue...perhaps you feel it too?

At times my feet feel so grounded, solid and strong, but of late, there is a element of quicksand that dwells beneath my footing, slow and quiet it moves around me, if I keep moving it still finds me...this too is shifting, working to make things stronger, solid and planted firmly, to simplify..

I just read this and rather enjoyed

An Arsenal of Feminine Power...Feeling Beautiful

Have a fine day...you fine folk.

testing and going mac daddy

sooo with the arrival of a most beloved and an assessment of our situation, we decided to have this lovely lady (amongst many things) help us in our transition to Mac...and I am quite happy to proclaim we will not be (pc)oming back...so many things to explore and so much to learn, but that is all the fun of it...so here is to art on the patio, tea in the morning and all afternoon, chats by the fire, warm socks, old sweatshirts, bonding and love of a girlfriend, cuddles and long chats about life, so comfortable words cannot describe...how deeply is she already missed...well, as much as the deep blue sea that divides us...until we gather again...

crazy, wonderful dayz...

sometimes it's crazy hair days...and sometimes it's just crazy days...such is life and it's all good...things have been busy around these parts of late...friends from over the pond (the big ocean pond), creative dabblings, deep discussions, inexplicable meals being prepared, warm fires, red wine, great company, awakenings...just to name a few...hope the world is treating you right...ta ta for now fine folks.

pirate dreaming...

It is official...I want to be a pirate.

I must say, I have rather enjoyed the wild red wig, flowy and sort of scraggly clothing, boots and lace, not to mention the belts and scarves...being a pirate has made me think (this is not to say the millions who were smitten and taken by Jack Sparrow (that is him behind me btw) have not had this very thought cross their minds, however, I have not had the luxury of watching those films) of how daring and adventurous it must have been to be a pirate back in the day...showing a more brash, rather wild side without mind to others...

Oh, to be a pirate...what are you dreaming of being this time of year?

sunday meanderings...

this is 8 a.m. i have a new camera...of which i cannot believe i ever lived wihout...

where i go around 9 a.m. or anytime i can...10 a.m. till 1ish!

(he still loves race cars, even when building tracks for our wee man)

2:25 p.m.

we call him 'fat albert' he vanishes in the day and is the largest, most robust spider by sunset...just by accident, we abolished his web last night and woke up to a brand new deal, he was a busy spider guy all night weaving this wonder...

4:40 p.m.

i step down into the garden... i do believe that yellow tomatoes are beyond delicious.

new and fresh...

hanging out happily over here

wishing you a divine, downright delightfully lovely day.

kz