Home blooms.

A.M. breakfast

blue

skies

hint

of

clouds,

 a

bloom

a  book

and

a

bowl of cereal.

I
never
tire
(ever)

of
simple

turns

of

beauty.

On a Tuesday.

These tulips were never properly plucked from their wrapper,

just stuck in    a

jar, and

there they have sat

 all

week.

But the sun, showed up

this a.m.

just a ray 

or two, and

suddenly

those

old tulips

became

a

quiet

favorite.

Quite.

And

the 

dishes

et. al.

small

leaning

towers

placed precariously

make

me

smile

too,

why

not. 

 A

favorite

book

.

There.

Easy
does


it.

Mostly Rain

Rain

all

the

live long day, and

night, with a

tincture of

snow

yesterday.

A

sweet

one

home sick

and

seeking

things 

to do

.

A

papaya

to eat,

and

things

to draw.
And a fire
to light
in the fireplace.

Then Comes A Day after New Years

January
days
and
books that
tower
and
beckon
and
    lean
    towards
you

when you walk by.


So, out of a farmer's cookbook,
a child finds a recipe,
alters it,
and 

bakes

this

cake.     Let us partake.

And Tweed 
looks 
longingly 
on.

Light of Day

Mid

December

and candles lit and pages

yet to

turn.

School

days

end

and 

girls rush

home

for

hot

chocolate.  And   Christmas

            movies

here

and

there. 

Just That Time

It's that
time
of
year.


The tree 
brought
inside.
Lights,
candles,
action.

Girls hanging

ornaments.

Fresh

hazelnuts and

apple cider from

the farm, now

we

just

need some

snow.

Well,

sunlight

works

too.

Good Morning

And in this studio, 

there is

light

that

streams through windows this a.m., 
a bold

muted light

which 

streams and dapples around

paints and brushes

enticing

paper

to 

 sway

  and

designs

to be

   drawn.

Smatterings

So,

just a

few scatter

                   ed

leaves

and 
then
December
.
Not 
many
      pictures
taken.    But life


is
sometimes
like    that.

Tuesday's

fall 

and no alarm

sounded 

 for

the

school

girl .

 we got those

eyes

open

somehow .

just barely .

 watched

the

weather

from

the

window

.

painted

awhile,

book 

read .

smiled .

   

                                    

 Oh a

bit of

rain

and

a

small

amount 

of

bluster ,

out 

there.

reading,

(W)riting,

and

Hitchcock's

Rebecca

are

today's

3 

remedial

r's

.

Yes, leaves

fall  outside,  and  just indoors

 a tired child or two,
and a sleeping dog


here
and


   there .


sundayhours .


  soak and bask .

A

chair to


watch the view


as


a


leaf


      swiftly fades
to


earth . 

  Peace .  In 
this day, and this night .