Thursday, December 17, 2015

Snow, A Distant Memory

Christmas cards sprinkled with snow bring the magic of the season
to our sunny little cottage in Florida.
I put them on counters for a "landscape" of sorts.
They remind me of childhood snow forts.
Tunnels to the barn where cows and cats sheltered from the cold.
 Sleds flying down a white hill to the frozen lake.
My smoky breath in the air as I waited for the school bus.
I'm over it.
Too many falls on ice.
Too many scary rides home from Christmas parties in the north.
For now, the magic of snow is best kept in memory,
movies, and pictures.
Even cartoons.
Tonight we're taking historic Venice's Christmas Walk.
An ambling walk along the tree-lit boulevard where shop treats await,
music fills the air,
and the final destination is a bench on the beach for a look at a starlit sky.
After that, we'll go home to How Murray Saved Christmas.
Party on!

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Meals on Wheels

 Besides wheeling me around the neighborhood for a bit of exercise, my new bike is good at bringing takeout pizza home from Marco's. Also, it's useful for groceries from Herman's, stops at the fabric store for quilters and carryout dinners from the Shamrock CafĂ©.

The romantic wicker basket I'd imagined for this bike
didn't seem as practical as this quick-release mesh basket.
But today is the day for delivering Christmas treats to the neighbors.
A box of kettle corn for brothers, Tony and Ted.
Bars for Carmen and her daycare companions.
Garden pizza for Hildegaarde and
a couple pictures for DJ and Barbara.
How do you like my checkered mirror?


Wednesday, November 25, 2015

My New Ride

I've always wanted a "beach" bike.
 The romantic kind with the wicker basket of flowers on the front.
But, first things first...
I need adjustments--the seat is too high and
I don't have the tools for fixing it.
Soon I'll go in for a bike fitting at Bicycles International.
And, then, there are accessories to purchase...
I'll be back with the souped-up version.
Meanwhile, have a Happy Thanksgiving!

Thursday, October 8, 2015

A State of Sunshine

Sweet sunshine ushers in the mornings now.
We're back in our winter quarters,
where we're called "sweetheart" when we get our flu shots
 and "honey" while paying bills at the cash register.
Handwritten signs say, "Welcome, snowbirds! We've missed you!"

Lawn mowers buzz about (there's been so much rain).
Buckets of bottles/cans and barrels of lawn refuse line the curbs
 because today is garbage day.
Pickers continue to drive by in their trucks looking for treasure~~
metal to salvage and turn into dollars. Maybe a cool piece of furniture to redo.
Tony, out in his front yard, is hanging Halloween ghosts and goblins
in his live oak tree. It's scary watching a guy with 7 screws in his back
(from a bad motorcycle accident) climb a tall ladder into leafy heights.
I've been binging on Reign, a glitzy UK series about Mary, Queen of Scots and am ready for the third season to open tonight (love the 16th century architecture, sets, and costume parade that's quite incorrect for historical times but, nevertheless, fun to watch).

The real project, though, is the November 14 bazaar I'm chairing...
big organizational meeting with the Outreach Committee at Fellowship Hall today.
We're doing a fund-raiser for the Lutheran Churches of Haiti.
Hope all is well with you this fall,
in spite of the disasters that plague our world.


Friday, September 25, 2015

Francis, Sinner and Saint

To change the world we must be good
 to those who cannot repay us.
                ~~Pope Francis

Pope Francis. Photo: Wikipedia
 Pope Francis days in America look a bit like St. Francis Days in Assisi, Italy.
Festive flags, medieval arches, and crowds of excited tourists
 walking the streets while enjoying gelatos and pope pizzas.

We were here on St. Francis Day in Assisi.
It was 2009.

Painting by Jusepe de Ribera via Wikipedia

October 4 is St. Francis Day.
Mystic, confessor, and founder of the Franciscans,
 he is revered and honored in his hometown of Assisi, Italy.
Like Pope Francis, he was a lover of the poor and humble.
One to bring hope to the downhearted.



Sunday, August 30, 2015

It's Good to Be Clean

Wash your hands. Use soap.

Saturday's the perfect day for Whole Foods. I ate my way through the product samples while gathering a few items. My best buy for the quick trip was good soap,  3 for $6. I selected varying shades of white and fragrances: the ivory bar for Lavender, cream for Ginger Pear, and pure white for Clean Linen.
I'll use them with great pleasure.
Meanwhile, my sisters of perpetual charity are gathering singly-wrapped bars of soap for Lutheran World Relief. Last year we added 450 pounds of bar soap to a major shipment of health supplies sent overseas to refugee camps. A bar of soap (when water is available) is a great personal boon to miserable conditions.  
 What is elegance? Soap and water!
~~Cecil Beaton

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Seeing the Light

It takes darkness to be aware of the light.
--Treasure Tatum
Waking this morning after cataract surgery was a revelation.
I can read the words on my phone without glasses!
And the light on the face of the phone shines brightly.
Modern medicine and surgeons hold miracles in their hands.
The idea that my doctor removed the cloudy natural lens from my right eye
and replaced it with a clear artificial IOC (intraocular lens)
while he talked to me as he did it
is well outside my realm of thinking.

I am deeply grateful for this gift and for all the health workers
who participate in our nation of caregivers. 
The visible reminder of Invisible Light
--T. S. Eliot

Friday, July 31, 2015

Meditation Falls

The manmade waterworks at Jordan Creek's Town Center
 offer peace and tranquility.
 I can't pass by without pausing to reflect.

"He leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul," Psalm 23:3
If I lean over a bit, I find my reflection there.
Where do you find a peaceful place?

Thursday, July 16, 2015


Parchment has come a long way.
From ancient scrolls to the pages of illuminated texts
and vellum for Gutenberg's printing press.

Now it's an ordinary form of paper at home.
Thin, bleached, and perfect for baking,
 I look for other ways to use this bit of ephemera.

At tomorrow's backyard birthday party,
I'll line my galvanized garden tins with parchment
for cherry tomatoes, carrot sticks, and stuffed black olives.

How do you use parchment paper?

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Small But Mighty

Small but mighty, our summer balcony can host an intimate dinner party.

Well, it can't hold a dinner table (we step inside for that) but the 8 x 10
 open-sky space
 hosts pre-dinner drinks and appetizers, breakfast coffees,
 and Fourth of July fireworks.

The potting bench with a galvanized metal top is the basis for container gardening--
nothing but water and deadheading required.
And it's an inspiring space to practice napkin folds for future social gatherings.

This summer, kitchen towels will unfurl like sails on the laps of my guests...

Monday, May 18, 2015

Play Ball!

We're back in our folding canvas chairs at Walnut Creek
 where our grandson pitches for the Lynx Majors team.

Today they're wearing red and white so they're easy to spot.
Every time Hunter slides into base, I think of the laundry he'll bring home.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Time to go..

Weather permitting,
we'll travel north
for the summer.
I spent a little time today
saying good-bye to our
quaint and quirky city.

The town clock on Miami Avenue...tick, tock.
Time flies...

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Hello, Spring!

Next door, Barbara's tree is in full bloom.
 We're sitting on her garden swing admiring the fragile blues.

Petrea volubilis Vine. Also called Queen's Wreath, Bluebird Vine, Fleur de Dieu, and Purple Wreath.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Guilt-Free Pleasures

 Sometimes presentation is everything.
The gift bag a bottle came in, far left, was worth saving~~the wine, not so much.
The silver bottle in the spirits store was too beautiful to resist.
And the tequila bottle, far right ?
 I just want to look at it.

"Still Life with Bottles" atop my refrigerator.

Sunday, February 8, 2015

An Airing of the Quilts

It was a glorious Saturday for a stroll and show.
 Visitors from everywhere flocked to our bright flags of fabric at Maxine Barritt Park
 along Venice's sparkling sea-blue coast.

A king-size bed cover, hung at the front of the park pavilion,
 showed colors and patterns of what we call "modern" quilting.

Each member of the Sarasota Modern Quilt Guild made a block for this group quilt.

"Ode To Gee's Bend"

Not as bright as the others, my quilt was patched together from used clothing purchased at a Salvation Army store. I'm an admirer of the quilters of Gee's Bend, Alabama who gained national recognition for their improvisational and modern work at the Whitney Museum in NYC. I wanted to experience a bit of what they did while recycling old work clothes into quilts.

Altogether, our show consisted of about 150 quilts,
 winds for the airing at a gentle 9 mph, and temps in the inviting low 70s.
 This post is but a glimpse.
Wish you could have been there for this lovely day in Paradise...

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Flying Spirit

Leaving today for Mom's funeral in Minnesota via Spirit Airlines.
 I rather like the word "Spirit" for today :)