Waking up early in New Hope this morning (after a lovely matinee of Mama Mia at Bucks County Playhouse, a wonderful dinner at The Logan Inn, and an evening stroll along Main Street and night cap at Nektar’s) we ventured out for breakfast. The River Cat Cafe was the perfect place to begin our day, […]
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Even here, though out of view as yet, unseen its singular scent enwraps my senses; Romantic Irrepressible Unforgettable. Causing me to pause, to full inhale, as visions of a long ago invade and deep pervade my mind; Beautiful Serene Green. A young man shyly pins it to her dress And she, in turn returns his […]
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Shimmering, shining, strewn upon the shore, Mollusks wrapped with gem-like stones adorned, Awaiting to be scooped and swept aloft, Later; tiny remnant on the shore, Lovely still, enclosing life no more. Photo Friday:#small
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An afternoon with nought to do but perch amid the verdant lush, on cushioned bench, My doggie and my camera, neath the birch, Watching chipmunks digging out their trench. When in a flash, a wave of black descended Upon the branches far as I could see, Alas, the blackbirds, starlings soared, suspended o’er my head, […]
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ACandy or breath mint; baffled still, For why must one be often so defined? Forsooth, the split identity fulfills the raison d’etre, often, so combined. I ponder this conundrum, as I find a lovely, petaled flower, midst my herbs, Should I snip the shoots before their time; to opt for flavor or a bloom superb? Alas, […]
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Red, Magenta-scarlet,Streaming ‘gainst the green,Nature’s scene, profound simplicity. Photo Friday: #red Poetry Contest: Four Line Poem Write a four line poem that has a specific syllable count. The first line has 1 syllable, the second line has 5 syllables, the third line has 5 syllables, and the last line has 9 syllables. The […]
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It is said that Leonardo DaVinci’s inimitable Mona Lisa, aka “La Gioconda”, was intended to convey the notion of complete happiness and contentment. So too, does my inimitable husband, aka “The Grandfather”, embody this ideal, as he patiently waits in an accidentally-strewn beach chair in San Juan; while I slosh through the waves […]
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Where do shadows meet the grounded pavement? Where do sun-blocked surfaces collide? When will’st come reality’s resurgence? When will wafted wings loom magnified? What happened to the speck from fifty thousand? Why does the vision daunt as earth nears (gasp)? When will this airborne vessel reach the runway? How does this tension morph to “Home […]
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Mist entrapping skyscraped shards of glass, O’er-wraps the city, blanketing as grass. Reminds one of iconic cat’s paw creeping, Nature’s nudging, wakens our deep sleeping. It drapes serene, in silence and in wonder, No rays of sun this morn, yet still I ponder, Gentle greeting of this glorious day. Photo Friday: #Morning
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When I was a young girl, I was obsessed with a box of Morton Salt. “WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS” was its message, as the yellow-frocked gal, sheltered by her umbrella, sloshed gayly through the puddles, while a steady stream of salt poured from the box she carried. It was eye-catching and – to this day […]
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Invading all my senses, warmth and light upon my back, I never thought to view a sunrise, as a spreader of the bright rays, whilst I, enshadowed; sight’s renewed. My folio is filled with golden hues, Of morns and suns, ‘cross beaches, lakes and glens, Yet on this day, alone, mid-field I rue that seldom […]
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What a fun way to support The Choral Art Society of NJ. Tomorrow night we’ll be filling the surprise goodie bags and planning food and snacks, reminiscent of the 60’s. I’m not sure yet how I will “dress the part”, but I can’t go wrong with bobby- socks and a poodle skirt. I have between […]
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