Tag: interior design
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Growing Upward
“Growing Upward” ~ Jade Nicole Beals Jan. 18, 2022 12 W x 9 H I thought these trees I see through my windows each day had their leaves tilted downward, but to my surprise, one day I was looking to paint them and I noticed the trees were growing upward. It’s an interesting exercise (often […]
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An Accidental Scene and a Time of Reading
And this is why there are bookends, and more to come; this scene’s all accidental. I’d just looked through that charming row of books (…I have more bookends on the way!), including Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, after I’d just chosen my next book to read, which was Memories: A Story of German Love (1874) by […]
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It Could Be Gold or Silver or Green…Or Blush or Frost…
new kitchen towels 🙂☺️ The Year Begins with a Scare Excited to suddenly find recordings on YouTube of Edna St. Vincent Millay reading her poetry aloud herself, I decided to play the one on the blog for my cat Peeko one night since she’s been his favorite poet out of ones he’s heard, and like […]
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I Adore…
Most recent poet found with random book taken off shelf, Transcendental Studies: A Trilogy by Keith Waldrop fit in perfectly with the ‘Sagittarian Invasion’ artists on the blog recently told of…following Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen (same sign: Austen turned 246 earth yrs on Dec. 16; Waldrop turned 89 on Dec. 11) what I thought… […]
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Merry Christmas!
Peeko knew he was having his Christmas portrait taken and winked both times for the picture…and also covered up the Christmas wreath behind him twice as he wanted just himself front and center on the greeting! Peeko knows he’s an exceptionally fluffy, fine cat who is well-versed in literature and antique poetry and also enjoys […]
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Blushing Mornings, Angels, A 246th Yr Birthday Woman, and More
Tuesday and Wednesday mornings…back to back blush. Did you guess right? Would I choose a new book or one to reread? I chose Northanger Abbey, a novel to reread from many years ago, and I don’t remember the story, but it is delightful, and I’ll read more of it today. Jane Austen completed it in […]
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The Wind and the Raindrops
It is storming outside and warm and tranquil in my new library corner, a perfect place for a fairy woman to sit and try to learn how to like the sound of the wind, which popular opinion seems to enjoy more naturally…….❓😊☺️🙏 There are enough books on the shelves and space for more; I am […]
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Home Now…My Recent True Tales with Art: Evening News :)
I came back home late afternoon yesterday (Mon.) Peeko this morning, after requesting his read earlier than usual, heard a favorite poem he likes to replay, “The Bean-Stalk” by Edna St. Vincent Millay. He sat like a hen as he listened to it, this photo above snapped just as he reclined relaxed afterwards, and I […]
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The Excitement of Things You Already Have: #3 Space and Simplicity
Emptied big container that I didn’t need there…felt the lift of a burden, the space open and air flow. Added many cans to my pantry and packed two durable bags ready for donation drive. Wiped away tiny white paint splatters from a past paint session easily off the floor, came off with water, can also […]
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The Latest Draft of My Sonnet Is Being Guarded with Seriousness
I made a cup of afternoon tea and wanted to also read the fourth draft of my new sonnet in progress. I quickly found the first three drafts loose…and my most current one, not so free! But definitely not lost and definitely not ‘run away.’ This lyon is guarding it for me, and I look […]
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After Poetry, A Portrait
Left to right: Ann (my mom’s bestie), My mom, and me in Massachusetts Conversations of coconut oil, free library cabinets, yoga, French breaded desserts, Italian restaurants and friendly waiters, a great aunt’s tea cups coming out of storage for display, and types of meditation. * Earlier: Finding Things You Already Had, With A Runaway Sonnet: […]
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The Excitement of Finding Things You Already Had: #1
Well, I decided to find new table mats and to replace the ones I’d burned a little years ago with a frying pan maybe twice and hadn’t picked them out specifically, also saw I wanted more color and softness. These handwoven placemats and this vintage napkin holder I found on Etsy arrived yesterday morning and […]
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Farewell, My Dear Strawberries and A New View
I said farewell to my strawberry plants yesterday afternoon.😢(They had a rough time in my care, even if I’d tried.) I’d blessed them with the sign of the cross and then upon myself for equal empathy, with a word of comfort and goodbye as I went back inside….I also took down the hooks with the […]
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(Audio) My Prose Poetry Dedication for May Ziadeh Read Aloud Today Along with Two Poems by May Translated by Me
Tuesday, Oct 12, 2021 for May Ziadeh b. Feb 11, 1886 d. October, 17, 1941 I wrote this poetic letter in appreciation of the poet May Ziadeh who was greatly revered for her poems, prose, essays, translations, and speeches in Lebanon and Egypt during her life, b. Feb 11, 1886. She ran her famous literary […]
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A Flower I Would Have Dreamed
I didn’t even have to steal this flower; I found it fallen upon my path yesterday morning after I’d written my first post of the new series. I noticed its color when I saw it so lively upon the asphalt concrete: warm rose blended with violet and amethyst, my most desired color pink for a […]
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What The Critics Said and What That Might Mean To You: Rumi
Ah, refreshment, and fixings. 😊And then comes a pause for reflection… It’s a Libra moon currently 🌒and so I will start with the section I wrote about Rumi, and who was also chronologically the first poet discovered by me of these. From medieval Persia born in the 13th century, September 30, 1207, and best-selling poet […]
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September Eighth, Safekeepings
Tues., Sept. 7 ‘21 My calendar showed me it was time to open the book with the snow-flowers and the rose, as I’d learned that flowers preserve more easily if the book that holds them is kept closed ‘til it’s time. The snow-flowers were like a mysterious gift taken off the stems at their fullness […]
Blush of Dawn 