There is a whole different gait about me in this holding place.
Seeking out new photogenic sweet spots …
I look and look in this new place, and think there is nowhere artful …
Then the sun only needs to fall a little and the angles of glowing light reveal it to me …
There are the same warm light and shadow like old friends …
Coming to visit for the afternoon.
Come friends, and sit at the table, and I will make tea in my new teapot. I am so glad you are not lost, but found again and again …
and every day.
♣ ♣ ♣
Oh, and the Autumn sweaters are finally finished. The sweaters were one of the few things I took with me when the fire came. (( Thank you so very much Wendy for the buttons! )) I hope to get them to my nieces soon, and experience their beautiful form & faces, and those familiar places of Calistoga … soon.
Jenjoyce Design 
…and there she is…as she rises…feathers only slightly singed. -mb
You are so poetic, so wonderful, insightful, maybe even prophetical … thank you Morrie xx
Love you sweetie xxxooo
Gorgeous sweaters for your nieces. Love your teapot it is very pretty. The sun makes everything glow.
Love, Wendy xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Thank you Wendy, for the tea as well as the buttons! It is the exact same teapot as I had before… well, almost exact. xx
You have a flare for creating simplistic beauty. Only you could photograph the simplest forms and make it beautiful, warm, and welcoming.
Kieran, the most important prop in alllll my photographs is light and shadow! Everybody has that…. xx
I adore that imagery, Morrie. Perfectly said.
Love you sweet FirFir. The fire on the mountain will only make you stronger. xoxoxo
Thank you Sorcha, but I feel the weakest I’ve felt in my whole entire life. But who knows~~ I can always hope that the house will come back to me and it will be a magical hermitage once again.
It is raining cats & dogs this morning, not even light yet, but I hear it. Strange how rain sounds completely different down off the mountain…. lighter drops it seems, and the splash of cars and asphalt.
Dearest Jen, everything you touch becomes poetry. Your sense for beauty and art in everyday life is outstanding. Find rest in short moments of light and shade, find creativity and imagination in those subtile objects you used to love. Immense amount of hugs to you./ Yvonne
Dearest Yvonne, oh thank you for your kindest words. I will do as you say, visit the light and shade and look deep into the chiaroscuro for inspiration. xx
I’m glad you are having some sunshine to light up your life.
xx
When you purposely look for beauty, you will often be surprised where you find it.
Hugs!
I agree totally, yet still it surprises me when I do (find it). xx
Here I am, for a tea break, back home ( already in the dark ) from work and had made myself a pot of ginger lemon tea.
Prepared for recreation! Picking up my started “wee heart tam” , so could there be any more crossing with you right now….. Tea and wee hearts!
Sending huge hearts, Petra