Be... Dream... Play...

gray anatomy...

and

 

sterling obsessions

march into March

here

 

this last day

of February

 

as per obsessions:

 

this poem

(click here)

has been read

and re-read

 

silently

and aloud

over

and over again

 

maybe

it is the veil-like

tulle

 

the numerous buttons

the spaciousness

of the wide-board hardwood floor

or perhaps the splendid idea

 

of riding a swan

into the night

maybe

these seductive grays

 

encourage fantasies

 

of BEing

a polar explorer

or a zephyr bride

whatever

 

the clips

catches

or moorings

 

the sailing 

is sometimes

sublime...

 

xox - eb.

 

 

 

sun and snow...

yes

 

I am craving light

 

sun

 

sunshine

 

warmth

 

pale diaphanous yellow

 

and

other symptoms

of southern climates...

 

today

as the fresh goosey down snow

 

fluffed and drifted

onto deck and path...

 

I - well...

what did I do?

 

hmmmmmmmmmmm...

wondering 

 

what to declare

what to claim

 

as my Friday

snow day project...

I looked out the windows

and into

the dreaming...

 

of BEing here

in this snowy now-ness

of fresh white

and knowing

that although it is

 

still snowing

 

the sleeping path of spring

is strewn

 

with orange blossoms

and warm deLIGHT...

 

xox - eb.

 

 

postcards from here...

coffee,

 

Buddha,

 

poetry,

 

snow,

 

candlelight...

 

xox - eb,

quiet days...

February is quiet

last Friday

 

temperatures in the fifties

Luna and I walked

and planted ourselves in the sun

 

facing south

it felt like

 

a quickening

the first kiss of spring

and

 

of course - the melting snow

we were happy indeed

 

to to see

the heavy layers

 

dripping off the roof

and so

 

the year

of the rabbit

 

hops in

and I play

 

with this Emily Dickenson palette

loving

 

these quiet tones

all the colors of white

 

warm and cool grays

 

quietly playing

 

in these quiet days

 

of February

 

relishing this vision

this season that has inspired me

in new and refreshing ways...

 

xox - eb.

every day...

everyday,

 

joy...

 

xox - eb.

riding a swan...

awakening

into the new

sterling room

 

diaphanous

hopeful drawings

seeds, pods,

 

future flowerings...

 

thoughts about love,

coffee,

breakfast,

 

rainbows spill

 

onto white porcelain

 

and into gravy boats

 

as we sail away

 

and consider

 

reveling forever

in a puddle of pale irridescence

and light...

 

xox - eb.

 

 

eye heart u...

as more quiet grays

quietly nest throughout the house

(now we are painting the upstairs bedroom)

 

I gather up

some hearts

 

yes

 

it is 201102130731

 

and tomorrow is

well - you know...

 

eye heart u day

 

eye heart YOU

and

thank you

ever so much

 

in so many ways

for:

four+ years of being, dreaming and playing,

ninethousandsevenhundredandthirtyseven kind comments,

on eighthundredandfiftyseven posts

and your immeasurable inspiration...

 

THANK YOU

eye heart u,

xox - eb.

sailing around the room...

trust me

 

winter

 

is a good teacher

 

you probably know plenty

 

about snow

 

and shoveling

 

and maybe snowshoeing too

 

but just for now

let's talk about

 

sailing around

 

a newly painted

 

cool sterling gray room

 

and how  

 

favorite things

 

sing

 

in a winter inspired

 

quiet environment

 

it is here

 

where

be... dream... play...

has been sleeping and rooting...

 

xox - eb.