Saturday
May102008
a saturday evening
an evening filled with:
the last forty-five minutes of this favorite movie from my childhood*
cuddling on the couch
indiana
chocolate ice cream
more hand sewing
the honey smell of yellow tulips
avoiding the mess that can no longer be contained in the little room
the sound of millie softly snoring
this candle burning on the altar
now i'm off to bed with the current issue of artful blogging...
what are you up to?
*the soundtrack is up there in my top ten favorite soundtracks...seriously...though i bet you aren't a bit surprised
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Reader Comments (6)
you are gorgeous.
this picture of you is
so simple and pure. i
have a huge smile on
my face.
peace.
ahhhhhhh...
how i adore that photo of you,
seriously...
so cute.
and i have never seen that
movie
nor have i seen any
indiana movies...
i know.....
odd.
:)
coming to visit with you
is always like a
taking a calm breath...
i feel calm after.
:)
I think that the "mess" in the little room is probably many little master pieces coming together! :-) It sounds like it was a lovely Saturday night...the best kind in my book. love.xo
Sweetie, you are absolutely glowing in the photograph; dripping with happiness!!
I know that we haven't met yet, but I'm not too far away from you. I recently finished cleaning out my fabric drawers and thought that maybe you'd be able to put it to use?
Hey you!
I love that photo.
I think grieving can be a life-long process. Depending how much that person influenced you. I have dreams of my grandmother, another one ... wonderful, graceful, giving, loving ... and I miss her every day. I don't cry as much as in the past but I do talk to her alot. I wish I could see her just once more. Tell her something wonderful, let her hug and kiss M, hold her hand while we sat on the sofa. Just anything would do for me. Any touch. Any words ... And I also smile alot when I think of her. Which counterbalances my sadness of not having her here. I try to imagine when my own mom passes and I can't and won't let myself feel the kind of grief that will be be like. So we are connected intensely to our past, our family ... and I think that is a good thing ')
love you
miss you
I am working too much
I think I need that yoga at 100 degrees to burn it all out of me
Kim
i *love* your smile!
on saturday night, i was lying on the grass underneath the eiffel tower in paris having a picnic with my guy