A poem in dim light

A poem in dim light

A dream Beauty French language Candles Sensuality Safety Being Fire, changing, staring, gazing What is love? A dream. Sharing Music Fearlessness But not recklessness. I’m not wrong. The elements. Passion In all the elements. A photo imagined. A moment. A white table clothed Table on the beach The wind. Following. Love. 

cuddly as a kick-ass cookbook (because before leaving home I make sure I know where the book is and give it a little tap, to insure myself it’s there, and that it will be there)

cuddly as a kick-ass cookbook (because before leaving home I make sure I know where the book is and give it a little tap, to insure myself it’s there, and that it will be there)

focaccia and a new pope… The day the world got a new Pope, Pope Francis, I baked my very first loaf of focaccia. The pope is going to be the religious and spiritual leader of over one billion people, more than a seventh of the world’s population. He was born in Argentina and is known for … Continue reading »

Spring is in the air..

Spring is in the air..

I am not skilled enough as a blogger to portray the beauty of my day’s walk through photos. These images should not be lined up vertically, they should be in a collage, because in nature these images are overlapping and intertwining. I have almost made it through my first winter on Martha’s Vineyard. It is … Continue reading »