Be... Dream... Play...

yep...

I think Erma Bombeck said

housework done properly can kill you,

yep...

 

xox - eb.

ame bleu, columbine...

still

in clear,

clean, organize mode

and necessarily

so needed

an organizational immersion here

so many littles

looking for containment

amazing how creativity flows

from an organized platform

gosh

who knew???

 

xox - eb.

sat blue...

blue,

gorgeous blue sky Saturday

cleaning, clearing, organizing

if you haven't heard from me - this is why

however,

I did sneak in

some delicious blue journal play

trying out all the stashed pens,

spirea

and more grace...

 

xox - eb. 

blue prints of grace...

some fun in the sun

with cyanotyping today

delighted

with the bridal wreath,

the forget-me-nots

and the lily of the valley

but the Grace negs

and a Colleen chat

put me over

the happy top...

 

xox - eb.

on the table, Africa dreaming...

Today on the table

on the deck,

gathering

a Baoule mask,

a Yaka medicinal figure,

shells

and stripeys

of many stripes

I am dreaming

Africa again...

 

xox - eb.

 

 

dreaming in turquoise...

I am

giving myself permission

to dream

just before a gentle rain

during and after

the air is rich,

heady,

fertile with promise

the world rejoices

as fiddle heads, fronds,

and tendrils unfurl

yes,

my world is busting open

wide and wild...

 

xox - eb.

 

noodling in blue...

I love working outside

noodling around

with the fragrant narcissus,

the heady lily of the valley,

newly collected shells,

crystals

and this and that...

 

xox - eb.

blue - an early summer journal...

the air is silken

honeysuckle scented

undercurrents

of lily of the valley

the forget-me-nots proliferate

and in the calm golden warmth

one can only drop

effortlessly

and drift weightless

peepers and frog song

surround

deep listening

here...

 

xox - eb.

 

 

beach glass blue...

discharging denim

and rusting

over the resultant patterns...

yes,

I am experimenting

under

the bluest of skies

and the whisper of a breeze

has left me

under the influence

of beach glass blue...

 

xox - eb.

rust and discharge - heaven...

brilliant blue skies,

warm,

a whisper of a breeze...

today

was a rust and discharge heaven

trying this and that,

(see the little plaidy up there - that's my new journal)

experimenting

the live long day

ahh - yes...

tomorrow,

 

xox - eb.