Tag: antique
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Queen Elizabeth II and a Teatime Afternoon
I’ve enjoyed this teacup for awhile, without knowing anything about the people specifically, but because my grandma in law, Arlene gave it to me, the one who lives in Massachusetts nearby, who’s married to my grandfather in law, Gerry. In a burst of great excitement moving through their dining room, she’d said to me; “You […]
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Two Photos from Today’s First Half of the Day
my new petite antique tea mug, blue forget-me-nots and lavender accents, maybe from 20th century Germany, and my handwritten papers of restorative things I may do. How the sky looked when I was just waking up; it was a momentary blush that really thrilled me enough. My latest poem I wrote today, and then another. […]
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Vacation Ends Early: A Lesson from a Teacup and a Wild Flower
I picked a vacation week but it will do better next time as I take the start of it more seriously, and I have ended this one a day early; tagging posts, “vacation time” missed the point, along with shuffling ‘round and ‘round every thing of mine online…At one point, my phone fully died at […]
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An Imagined Room and View
A quick sketch I did tonight with my recently found pastel pencils…of a view I’d had in mind for awhile from my imagination…and I am not sure what kind of flowers these are; let me know—they have felt necessary—first time seeing this view of mine in color on paper. I am still envisioning how it […]
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…as if I’d dreamed the tea cup, but found it first and remembered the dream in my own fancy when I received it and picked it up in my hands and looked… The design is just what I would wish…Green I often turn to and admire, green that feels like new sprouts and grass and […]
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These Hands…
In the post, A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show, I’d found some surprise things inside books, like a handwritten paper, so I decided to make up my own writing prompt with an idea I’d had…Whether you try this imaginary exercise or another, these free writes can be plenty of […]
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May 7th… Mother’s Day…Bedroom Retreat
library corner this afternoon by the window This morning I was very excited to take out the newest flower that had been pressed for a month in a closed book on the shelf (without me intentionally looking; one day I opened the book to read and happened to see it; placed it back.) 🤫It’s a […]
Blush of Dawn 