Friday, April 22, 2011

Easter 2011

All you works of God, bless the Lord!

photograph from our tour of Vatican City and St. Peter's Basilica near Rome

Hills and mountains, now sing his worth,
all you green things that grow on earth:
seas and rivers, you springs and wells,
beasts and cattle, you birds and whales.
Refrain Raise your voices high, praise and magnify,
all your works of God, bless the Lord!

Come, humanity, sing along,
sing, you people of God, a song:
priests and servants, your Lord now bless,
join, you spirits and souls at rest.
Refrain Raise your voices high, praise and magnify,
all your works of God, bless the Lord!

Text: Stephen P. Starke
Music: LINSTEAD, Jamaican folk song, adapt. Doreen Potter

Friday, April 8, 2011

House Tour


Mise (pronounced mee-sha) at Pretty Far West
 and Julie at Being Ruby
asked to see more of our Florida cottage.
I'm happy to oblige...as we will soon leave it behind
and I'll miss its pistachio and plumbago hues.
It's nearly time to go Iowa for the summer
where our apartment's colors
 are more field and farm~~
milk and cream, black and white, bittersweet and cranberry.

We have terrazzo floors throughout...cool to the feet and ever so retro :)


The green leather chair is a recliner. :)



This is "Cedric," our double chaise. So comfortable!




These bi-folds keep the water heater and garbage bin hidden
in the laundry room.

high-top breakfast table

We use the lanai as a dining room...the garden beyond for ambience.

guest bedroom...

Monday, April 4, 2011

The simplest things...

...are sure to please me.


...like awakening, surrounded by soft morning light and a color that breathes oxygen.
...like watching this spiral sculpture spin slowly in the breeze.
...opening windows.

 
...like lying in bed, listening to mourning doves whirring on the window ledges outdoors.
Resting my eyes on the Mark Rothko print
I bought at the Guggenheim but left in the yellow cab.
Remembering the friend who retrieved it for me.

...like wandering into the garden and discovering fuchsia blooms among lime greens,
a miracle after a freezing winter destroyed our Christmas Tree palms.

...like backyard blooms decorating a dinner for four.
Afternoon light streaming across the table.

'Tis a gift to be simple,
'tis a gift to be free.
~~Shaker hymn