Tag: gratitude
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Fresh Strawberries and a Flower Bouquet by the Window
“Fresh Strawberries and a Flower Bouquet by the Window” by Jade Nicole Beals Sept. 8, 2022. 11 L x 14 W sides painted, signed and dated on back by me. *I will mark paintings as ‘available’ to purchase, unavailable in private collection, or temporarily unavailable if the painting will be part of an art show […]
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I Found a Fluffy Flower
On my walk just now, I found a fluffy white flower… It is very soft and wonderful, you see. Jade
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La Salette Shrine and Retreat Center: Talk…—and Sketch
…And now it’s tomorrow, and I have two little true life stories to tell. But first, this is the setting where I am now as I tell them: I’ve just finished all of my green tea this morning from this little mug that I was going to rinse in the kitchen when I noticed how […]
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A yellow gold white gold rope chain, 💕💕from Dan, with one of my favorite pendants & my other favorite amethyst hearts (my birthstone) from Dan from 10 yrs ago I can wear. I’d lost my jewelry in a pockets display I’d had for many years that had ripped and jewelry got lost in the new-made […]
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Good Morning! : Miss May’s Flower Art
I completed this flower art today I’d made for author and poet, Miss May Ziadeh. I’d collected flowers over the seasons, a couple fallen onto my path outside, and pressed them in a book for her… and then I’d made her a celebration memorium at my home where I’d read Miss May (as she was […]
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From the Prose Poetry of Miss May Ziadeh, Chapter “Intimate Pages”
I have an idea for the blog to share my own little lines of literary critique of May’s writings (besides my book review of her poetry book, Fleurs de Reve Flowers of a Dream, 1911), the kind of attentiveness she valued in her own reviews and critiques, ’tho would’ve rarely in her time and place […]
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With My Hands: Flowers Found, Pressed, and Preserved, and A Little Ink Design from My Pen
Update: See it complete (Aug. 19th ‘22.) That is my reflection appearing in glass and this art is now up to date, just complete Jun, 2022, photo today. Little changes made by clarifying the text in black ink, clear glue, background white, card pasted onto it with the little gathered pressed flowers, this way to […]
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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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Champagne or Gold or a Buttercup from the Field
June 4, 2022 I don’t care. Neither does Ed…Let’s dance. 💃🥂♥️♥️ Oh yeah, I had Ed Sheeran mis-tagged last post as ‘Australian’. I don’t know why…I don’t care either. 😂
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Secrets
*It isn’t always easy to know who will enjoy a certain secret with me or which one they may like. *If someone doesn’t like my secret it isn’t taken away from me then but it may feel like it. *Secrets are always safe in poetry and fiction. *I use the word secret lightly to mean […]
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“Without Question”
roses, high noon (a quatrain) I used to fear the night, but ’round your head, there was a glow. I liked it better than the sun, It was love, I was yet to know. —Jade
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Refreshed He Was, Said Peeko…
(in honor of Britney Spears) I could see Peeko was refreshed after a break from massive amounts of photo-taking from his well-meaning Paparazza Mom 📷☺️🧚♀️📸📷 and was wanting a post…🐱 “Yoga, you say? Let me show you how it’s done…” said Peeko. 🦁 “It goes like this.” 🐱🦁🐈 —Peeko
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On the Pulse of Morning by Maya Angelou
On the Pulse of Morning by Maya Angelou A Rock, A River, A TreeHosts to species long since departed,Marked the mastodon,The dinosaur, who left dried tokensOf their sojourn hereOn our planet floor,Any broad alarm of their hastening doomIs lost in the gloom of dust and ages. But today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, […]
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A Dream from This…
I begin my dream I will hope to fall into, with the scent of the beach soothing me, surprising, such sweet suntan lotion warmed by the sun by my hands, in a book I’d found, softcover… and step into this photo I took tonight, the simplicity of night, white flowers, like jasmine flowers, the evening […]
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“#1”
As I listen to the flying birds singing far off and continuously…These still words land within my resting hands, bridging all my distances… —Jade
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“#2”
With you, there is another world layered over this one. It’s so translucent and wondrously original, I’ve said. You ask if there is quality glass shielding all this. There is, I reply, but it feels like the edges are useless… —Jade
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It’s Monday and the Right Rumi Has Arrived
May 23rd and continues a few days It’s Monday and the right Rumi has arrived. I’d sorted through editions, I found this pocket-like book containing that same 800 yrs ago poetry, but this time presented by various translators, the main editor’s aim to preserve Rumi’s original rhythm and conciseness. I could see that coming true […]
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Shakespeare Gets a Bath
(kind of) I have enjoyed the spa-like activity of lounging my legs and feet in the bathtub with warm water and soaps, not as a relaxation goal but it makes the skin softer and fragrant. In the meantime, I thought I’d bring Shakespeare’s play I got from the library, called Cymbeline, in to read with […]
Blush of Dawn 