Tag: my photography

‘Victorian’ Book, Learning, Peeko’s Window Throne, and Calming Things

My cat Peeko was very impressed with the cover of this book Victorians as I learn a little with historical research, and I think I know which topic I’ll look for next, but I will browse the books next in person. A little hidden grinning with Edna’s poems 🐱 He listened to a bunch of…… Continue reading ‘Victorian’ Book, Learning, Peeko’s Window Throne, and Calming Things

Peeko’s Fiction Pick and Photo Shoot

photos Jun 11, ’22 evening with a bookmark I’d found too I am reading at a slow, meditative pace the novel, Queen Hereafter by Susan Fraser King set in Scotland in 1000 AD. I hadn’t seen many historical fiction novels set at this time or place. My cat Peeko (shown above) does no tricks; he…… Continue reading Peeko’s Fiction Pick and Photo Shoot

With My Hands: Flowers Found, Pressed, and Preserved, and A Little Ink Design from My Pen

That is my reflection appearing in glass and this art is now up to date, just complete Wed., Jun. 22, 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 emphasize the brightness of the…… Continue reading With My Hands: Flowers Found, Pressed, and Preserved, and A Little Ink Design from My Pen

An Intoxicating Book, A Bird Tries to Break into My Window, and More Recent Life Stories

this flower was scented like strawberry and sugarcane 📰📻📚🌸 Intoxicated by A Book and Some Flowers I’d found a book recently called The Perfect Couple by Elin Hilderbrand, and I noticed before I read the book that it was scented so beautifully like the beach by the sea and a sweetly potent suntan fragrance…I breathed…… Continue reading An Intoxicating Book, A Bird Tries to Break into My Window, and More Recent Life Stories

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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…… Continue reading …*

“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

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

Books and Art: Sifting Through for the Best of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran Scare, and My Creative Plan for the Day

I do this too…(I liked finding this illustrated at The Boston Fine Arts Museum, my own photo of this artwork I saw there)…with my silver aluminum water canteen and poetry book, and a rock to sit on. Friday, May 27th, 2022 Sifting Through for the Best of Rumi I think I’d really confused and worked…… Continue reading Books and Art: Sifting Through for the Best of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran Scare, and My Creative Plan for the Day

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…… Continue reading It’s Monday and the Right Rumi Has Arrived

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…… Continue reading Shakespeare Gets a Bath

Toward Me

These little yellow flowers flown upon the breeze landed on my lap tonight; I liked them…After a little while, I placed the strand of flowers in my purse to take home. Just a moment before the flowers, I’d realized I’d found the wrong edition / format Rumi for me, but it looks like the right…… Continue reading Toward Me

Not My Door, But I Got My Classic and My Bright Bookmark

I finished reading Villette by Charlotte Bronte (1853) last night, felt I could remain within its mists even after the book ended, a ponderous read that I feel safe within… I took these photos on the spot yesterday early afternoon walking around after reading, was still in the middle of Villette. 📷 … Not My…… Continue reading Not My Door, But I Got My Classic and My Bright Bookmark

A Song for the Day and Night: Perfect by Ed Sheeran feat. Andrea Bocelli

the moon at dawn Beginning the day with song, attuned to love, listening, maybe a little singing… 💕💖🌴🎼✨💃💗🎼🌴💖💕 https://youtu.be/eiDiKwbGfIY Song starts at 1:00 I love all the lyrics as well, especially how the song gradually winds into full Italian singing, as if on a little gondola gliding over the water with the mandolin sounds and…… Continue reading A Song for the Day and Night: Perfect by Ed Sheeran feat. Andrea Bocelli

What? He Likes the Way He Looks

“Yeah and?” —Peeko The bathroom door was mostly closed and I’d opened it to behold the above view… (📷photo by Dan his dad). 🐱 … photo by me, Monday morning My two full-length poetry books on the coffee table, Moonflower (2018) and A Little Honey Sweetens The Flame (2021). Peeko doesn’t actually endorse anyone’s poetry…… Continue reading What? He Likes the Way He Looks

A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show

I found this bookmark in a library book I’d taken out and read yesterday, a slim blue copy of literary insight with a little biography of poet Edna St. Vincent Millay. From that book, these lines of a poem by Edna I’d not heard of spoke to me most poignantly: The stone the angel rolled…… Continue reading A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show