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Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
a cool palette
On the water
If I had a fairy godmother of sports equipment (and a fairy godmother of storage space I suppose), I would totally ask her for paddle boards or ocean kayaks for my family. I love both of those activities. They provide the perfect combination of exercise and exploration. We live close to a calm bay area of the ocean, so I can picture us using them all spring and summer.
If I had to pick one- it would be the paddle board. It is a full body work-out and is the coolest sensation of moving along the water.
If you live near the water, or vacation there, I recommend looking into trying some paddle boarding or kayaking. It is a great way to spend the day....
"April Rain Song"
The following animated version of the poem, "April Rain Song," read bClassical Baby (I'm Grown Up Now): The Poetry Show" makes me very happy: April Rain Song : Classical Baby : Video.
"What the Living Do"
Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down
there.
And the Drano won't work but smells dangerous, and the crusty dishes have piled up
waiting for the plumber I still haven't called. This is the everyday we spoke of.
It's winter again: the sky's a deep, headstrong blue, and the sunlight pours through
the open living-room windows because the heat's on too high in here and I can't turn it
waiting for the plumber I still haven't called. This is the everyday we spoke of.
It's winter again: the sky's a deep, headstrong blue, and the sunlight pours through
the open living-room windows because the heat's on too high in here and I can't turn it
off.
For weeks now, driving, or dropping a bag of groceries in the street, the bag breaking,
I've been thinking: This is what the living do. And yesterday, hurrying along those
wobbly bricks in the Cambridge sidewalk, spilling my coffee down my wrist and sleeve,
I thought it again, and again later, when buying a hairbrush: This is it.
Parking. Slamming the car door shut in the cold. What you called that yearning.
What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want
whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss--we want more and more and then more of it.
But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass,
say, the window of the corner video store, and I'm gripped by a cherishing so deep
for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I'm speechless:
I am living. I remember you.
For weeks now, driving, or dropping a bag of groceries in the street, the bag breaking,
I've been thinking: This is what the living do. And yesterday, hurrying along those
wobbly bricks in the Cambridge sidewalk, spilling my coffee down my wrist and sleeve,
I thought it again, and again later, when buying a hairbrush: This is it.
Parking. Slamming the car door shut in the cold. What you called that yearning.
What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want
whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss--we want more and more and then more of it.
But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass,
say, the window of the corner video store, and I'm gripped by a cherishing so deep
for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I'm speechless:
I am living. I remember you.
by Marie Howe from What the Living Do
{Stevan Dohanos illustration via ondiraiduveau}
Eggshell Vases
I know folks make fun of Martha Stewart all the time, but there are some darn good ideas that have come out of that empire. I usually find myself drawn to the little things they have come up with over there on her blog and this is one of those things.
These eggshell vases in eggcups are perfect for a Spring or Easter table. They can be grouped together for a centerpiece or placed at individual seats. I am especially fond of the size-perfect for tiny blossoms like lilacs, lily-of-the-valley or pansies.
Directions, courtesy of martha, just go to show you....sometimes those simple little things can make a beautiful difference.
Thursday, a spring bag, and Etsy
When my world seems to only consist of piles of undone laundry and dirty dishes and cat hair up the wazoo - I find solace in cleaning one tiny space to perfection - my bag. Right now it's still a brown leather bag filled with a mess of receipts and pen caps, but oh how I dream of filling and prettying up the inside of this divine Fora bag by bayanhippo (clearly I'm still on my stripe kick). It's like spring itself and these etsy finds are just the brisk and fun things that would keep such a lovely bag in tip top order.
Because I am both this nerdy and desire to be this jaunty - this scarf would be a must to tie to a strap of my stripy bag:
"Vintage Bookworm Scarf" via June22
Because I'd clearly be perceived as tough and not one to me messed if I hitched my keys to something this pretty AND tough, right?:
"Hockey Medal Key Ring Fob" via penorus
"Rubi green wallet" by imeldabags
Because it's the loveliest and lushest color of springtime green and will keep all my receipts in perfect order:
"Rubi green wallet" by imeldabags
Because my coins (and paper clips and safety pins) need not to be rattling around and lost in the bottom of any bag:
"Swingin Sixties Vintage Beaded Coin Purse" via MarnelCQueen395
"Hot Eco Pink Pleated Fused Plastic Cosmetic Pouch" by SoSheSews
Because it's eco-friendly and holds the promise of spring (and lip gloss):
"Hot Eco Pink Pleated Fused Plastic Cosmetic Pouch" by SoSheSews
Because birds belong on anything that has a spring theme (even on the case for an iphone - a thing I don't own, but could make do with this pink bird):
"Leather iPod iPhone Cell/Blackberry Gadget Case" by studiocatb
Because every year I break multiple pairs of sunglasses by carelessly tossing them in my bag and I suspect owning this darling vintage case might finally put an end to my rampage of destruction:
"Vintage 50s Floral Brocade Glasses Case" via OpheliaVintage
Because it's beautiful and will make me feel better by just holding it in my greedy hands:
"vintage dorset compact" via natalo
Because one always needs a pocket notebook to organize one's thoughts (whether one is on an exotic trip or in one's grocery store):
"Airmail Envelope Notebook" by YourSecretAdmiral
Because pens wouldn't runaway from their pen caps if they have a cute little home that they both could share:
"leather zipper boat pencil pouch in distressed turquoise" by renneslechateau
"vintage accessory - rain bonnet" via tokyofirecracker
And because it is spring. And there will be rain. So you might as well get right in it and enjoy it:
"vintage accessory - rain bonnet" via tokyofirecracker
Ready. Set. Sow!
The snowdrops are up here in southern New England. This is the beginning. It is time to start thinking about the yard and garden. I promised myself last fall that I would be on top of it come March and get some different bulbs or seeds in the ground. In the past, so many of the bulbs we planted in the autumn months fell victim to voracious chipmunks (or "mipchunks" as my then two-year-old called them) and the flowers that did bloom were simply irresistible to the neighborhood rabbits.
This winter I checked out The All-New Illustrated Guide to Gardening from Reader's Digest and I did some online research on my "growing region". At the end of this month I will be planting anemones, persian buttercups, and dahlias. Hopefully this summer I can enjoy something like this......if the rabbits and mipchunks give me a break.
a hint of spring...
Just for a little bit today it felt like this was very, very near to happening....
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