for the love of peonies...

our flower garden is beginning to bloom.
oh peonies, are just my favorite.
and year after year, when the peonies arrive, people point to our home... some just stop in their tracks, to smell the air, or to show the peonies love.

the peonies are just starting to bloom, and they are giving our neighborhood, the sweetest of fragrances. i couldn't think of a better way, to show the city love.
antique white
deep pinks
pale pinks
creamy white with burgundy edges
peach
have the loveliest of weekends! i will be back next week, with fun and love... always love.

one love~

love speaks here

isn't she beautiful? i found her at a thrift store. ; ) yes mam.
i wonder how many novels she has produced? ~ how many
love letters, has she created? does she know words of poetry
that seep so deep, they make your heart beat like a drum or...
make you love the one your with??~ eh naw~ ; )
i think her typed words, might have changed lives, for the better. swoon!

langston are you listening? hemingway are you there? richard wright, it's me, christina.

giovanni, you make me brave, angelou you give me chiils, lucille clifton, you are love.

have you heard about, these classes? erin is a beautiful soul... sheer love.

this lovely~ sister friend, always inspires me... so i can't wait for this to arrive.

hello jamaica~ prayers + blessings for you, kingston, my love. you will remain home in my heart.

one love~

hopeful threads and yellow blossoms

"and the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud 
was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
~anais nin


i am relating to this beautiful quote. it has become my truth for the last couple of months... but these last few weeks, anais nin, and her words, have spoken to me- hanging on my pale colored wall... reminding me...

we are artist, and sometimes, artists must hang on to the frailest, of hopeful threads. i am up for the journey. : )

it's a very warm morning here, as i sip my vanilla coffee, slowly, slowly.

oh, we are SO ready to wrap up our school days, for the next couple of weeks, at least. sigh, is summer around the corner? i need to pick out a few summer reads, for us. love love~

in the photos above, are two more of my, goodwill finds. a sweet little, white, milk glass vase, which holds my yellow blossoms, and an old platter, with etched pink, cherry blossoms, decorating it's top. they both sit proudly on our bedroom dresser. the platter is such a pretty place, to set our watches and wedding rings at night.

jamaica you are in my prayers. i love you deeply. Jah, please watch over, the people.

one love~

spring evenings

hi there. we've had the most beautiful, spring evenings here, this weekend.
warm
warm
salads and sandwiches
iced tea, with mint + lemon
we went treasure hunting, this weekend. when i arrived at a local goodwill store, i was in heaven. i came out, with 8 bags of goodies. i know, right. : )
i really believe in showing support, to goodwill stores + i have such fun, in there. : ) i gathered nearly everything, on my wish list. swoon!
i found this lovely, old, blue jar. it even has a lid, and rusty handles and lid clamp. it's making the sweetest, candle holder, for outdoor meals. sigh.

i went to see this movie- i really, really liked it. she, has full, beautiful curves, that i never get enough of seeing on screen. and he, is just lovely... love dat man. lol

how is your sunday going? i hope it has been filled, with poetry.
slow
slow

i will photograph more of my used goodies, and place them here, as i blog this week.

one love~

petal love

i wanted to stop in and leave you with...
love...
petal love.

one love~

all that you enjoy

hi there. i wanted to stop in and wish you a lovely week.
what ever your plans are this week, i hope it involves chocolate chip cookies + all that you enjoy; )
peace~

steps to find beauty on a sunday

i took steps to find beauty this morning. i didn't want to run errands, then find myself asking, where the weekend went, so fast.
coffee grinding
eggs frying
sweet pinapple
sticky, jam fingerprints, on the old farm table.
reading slowly, about roses in this beautiful book i received, for mother's day.
listening to this, because if that's not sunday afternoon music, i don't know what is. swoon!
a simple 3 cheese tortellini soup, and french bread, will make the perfect dinner. done!
i look forward to visiting you, at your lovely places. deep sigh for beauty + this blog thingy.
what's that you say... a nap? yes, that sounds like sheer poetry to me, on this sunday afternoon. ; )
one love~

carnations are bringing it back

i used to have this "thing" against carnations. but i find that even carnations, can be sexy, if you look deep enough.

i also have a fear of wearing red, but i find the color amazing, when i look through, a lens.

this week, i was asked to describe the way i feel about photography, through photos. these are the photos, i handed in. he asked- "are ya sure, these are carnations?" lol
these photos say everything, i could not, to describe the love i have for photography. isn't this art amazing? yes mam!

da winna's~
kasey email me your snail mail addy, so i can send you a bit of mail love. and because i can never just pick one winner...
lady grey
congrats!

happy saturday
+
one love

daisies at sunrise

this morning, the most beautiful sunrise caused an amazing orange glow, on my window shade + my daisies.  i promise you, it made for the warmest prayers, a simple girl like me, could hope for.  i just had to share.
: )

speaking of sharing, i would love to send you a bit of, mail love. just leave me a comment on this post, or just stop in and say hello. either way, i love hearing from you. i will pick a name tomorrow, and your mail will be on it's way: )
happy weekend, my friends.
peace~

salt food journey

i walked past a salt block, cooking class the, other day. it seemed kind of interesting, to me. i can see many seafood ideas, coming to me.

i have been thinking a lot about food lately. more than usual. for most of my career as a chef, i worked at a beautiful restaurant, that used organic products, the best of everything. i would walk along the fresh vendors and would just point to the best of everything they had to offer- deciding only that morning, what the restaurants special would be.
at night, i would go home to the hood, and wonder how many people could actually afford that type of food, to feed their families. i can't lie, in a way it haunted me, but humbled me, at the same time. i often would think hard,  if my family was eating the best they could. we couldn't afford all organic food, but the idea of organic milk, eggs and poultry, has become a habit of mine. not always an easy bill to pay, but we stand firm, on some food choices.

lately, i think we all have come, a long way.  i believe my community, has more fresh food, choices. where that hasn't always been the case. with bountiful, urban community gardens, coming more into play here, and food education in general being available, i find hope growing in this area. i love that.

it's chalupa night here. and i SO want you to have the recipe. Yum! i have to go through my boxes and find the recipe. it's in my head, ya know. ; ) a little of this, a bit of that.

uhem... we are making the most of the rain. : ) lol

i feel Gods blessing, each day of my life.  and i thank you, for being a part of this journey, with me.

one love~
ps: i do believe i have officially gotten all my, to do mail, mailed. so stop by tomorrow for a giveaway. won't cha please? xo

rain is poetry

i think spaghetti and meatballs are in order for a soggy day, like today.

and for dessert, i would like to make these lovelies. because n.m. alone is love, so add chocolate and i'm digging it, more so. : )

rain is poetry, that hands the shy and quiet~ boldness, paint brushes, pens, words, soul filtered shutters and second chances.

one love~