I pulled up the shade to look out the window. My upstairs neighbor driving off to work. The wind, the wind, oh the wind. . .it doesn’t stop. It’s not a pretty picture. I went to bed, it was blowing. I woke up, it’s still blowing. And cold, too cold.🥶 Winter haiku.
Lazy morning. Ummm, french roast! Yum!
Scrolling back through Christmas pictures. . .
Saint Nicholas, patron saint of sailors and children. The legend holds that he was born of a wealthy family in early Greece in the city of Myra. He became a Christian dedicating his life to God and traveling around Europe to help people. Throughout history many legends were told about his secret gift-giving and kindnesses to the poor and to children, sailors, merchants, repentant thieves, toymakers, pawnbrokers, unmarried people, and students. Dutch colonists brought the tradition of Sinterklass to America, where he evolved to become “Santa,” the round-bellied, jolly old man in red with a white beard, traveling by sled and reindeer on Christmas Eve bringing gifts—or coal!—to all the little children.
It’s Christmas Eve—May your day be meowy and bright!
This old tree, turning white, will turn green again in Spring. Summer. . .Autumn. . .Winter. . .Spring. . . Life goes on and on, round and round. Alive with hope. “May your choices reflect your hopes, not your fears.” —Nelson Mandela
Rain, rain, rain, rain. Listening to the pitter-patter of rain dripping and dropping all along the windowsills. I don’t mind rainy days when I can stay inside and read or watch a good movie or just faff around with paper or paint or whatever. This morning, scrolling through my camera roll, I came across one of my very favorite digital drawings of Mikey and Willey. How they so often just lolled about in quiet stillness. Were they daydreaming? I enjoy daydreaming, making time to let my mind roam awhile here and there, especially with someone on the same wavelength. 🐶🦊
“Shadows and Sunlight” — 17x13” — Origami
Daylight and darkness, the never-ending change of this world. Beginnings and endings, fullness and emptiness, princes and paupers, heroes and wimps, violence and peace. Everything has another side. Everything wins. “To men, some things are good and some are bad. But to God, all things are good and beautiful and just.”—Heraclitus
Here’s an Almond Cake recipe that’s baked in a pie pan. Does that make it a cake or a pie?! Hmmm. Here comes another question: To wheat or not to wheat? For some, that is the real question!😆 Any other questions, send me a message.👩🍳
While in Cape May last weekend for their annual Christmas parade, I saw these goldenrod flowers blooming by the dunes. Even though the day was windy and freezing cold, their bright sunny summer colors warmed me up, but only a little.😉 By the way, it was also surprising to see rose bushes still blooming in so many gardens. . .must be the clean ocean atmosphere with its naturally salty, humid conditions.
Heaven and earth. The highs and lows, the darkness and light, sound and silence, alone and together. The way things are. It’s all good.
That’s Sable, looking out, keeping an eye on things!!! This is the second picture from my friend in Pittsburgh. Here in Cape May, after two days of all white—icy white skies and white ocean—the sun has come out again, shining, and turned them back to blue. Delightful!
She: Steps in, smiles, leans in for a kiss, “Hi, honey!”
He: “Did you have garlic for dinner?”
She: . . .Smiling, “The moon looks full.”
We went to the movies to see the Japanese film, Rental Family, an engaging story about an American actor who is hired to portray different roles—family member, friend, partner—in touching situations with people he doesn’t know. Apparently, this is a real business in Japan today that serves the purpose of providing platonic companionship for social events or business situations, for loneliness or for the social etiquette of “saving face.”
Hot pink on a cold, cold day! It’s winter!🥶 Did you know that pink, as “in the pink,” is said to be the epitome of excellence? Early on Shakespeare used the term “the very pink of courtesy” in his play, Romeo and Juliet.
Rain all day today, maybe snow. It’s cold. Looking back at sunnier days.
