Shrinking Violets & Tea...

I love Spring...

 

it is my favorite season...

it is sweet

&

 full of promise...

 

Spring

shows that all things are possible...

 

so today

I celebrate it

and sip some tea...

 

 

tiny modest violets

in a creamer and strewn about..

 

I love Violets.

 

when I was a girl I remember

picking then at my grandmothers house

tiny bundles in my tiny hands...

 

later

I used to love those sets of bath salts

they were packaged in cubes

and bundled into a row

each a different scent...

 

my favorite cubes were the violet ones...

 

the shy violet,

her head nodding,

unassuming...

 

shrinking

 

 

 

my chintz cup

in the violet pattern..

 

 has no mate,

but is perfect as she is...

 



 

sweet bites

of blueberry loaf...

 

 

a simple tea,

mix matched dishes...

shy violets....

 

delicious,

unassuming,

so sweet.

 

 

Have a Beautiful Day!

Happy Easter Weekend!

Just Hopping by,

to wish you a Wonderful Easter Weekend

 

full of love and sweetness...

 

 

 

 

 

Have  A Great Weekend!

Happiness is a Day at the Beach...

A day at the beach is

like no other...

 

 

I haven't been to the proper shore in a couple years,

here we have a lot of ocean waters near by...

 

the Puget sound...

 

but it lacks

openness,

vastness,

it is calm

it does not roar...

 

I really needed to roar...

 

 I want to be wild,

beautiful

and free...

just like the sea....

 



 

sea grass trails

line the hillsides and cliffs...

 



 

fly silly sea bird,

no dream can possess you,

no voice can blame you

for the sun on your wings

joni mitchell

 

 

a lone surfer

braved the choppy receding tide...

 

learning to surf this summer

 tops my personal bucket list....

 

 

frilling foam

lapping at my boots...

 

 

Jonathon stood alone...

contemplating
 

 

 

sand dollars are a common find

on Washington beaches...

 

 

although often

a sea bird has found them first...

 



 

“For her the ocean was more than a dream,

 it was a place she needed to visit

to find herself.

And when she returned to the city,

you could see the sun in her eyes,

the wind in her hair,

and taste the infinite salt in her lips.”

jose chaves

 

 

Did you feel your toes in the sand?

wasn't it divine?

don't forget to dust off your toes before leaving your keyboard...