Picture yourself wearing the bejeweled crown adorned with the jewels you write! Yup. I knew you could.
“Corners Of My Mind” set my brain to humming a couple lines from Barbra Streisand’s “The Way We Were.”
Misty memories, from the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories, of the way we were
While more a reflection on a past romance, I hear it being applicable to all the events of our lives, too. Memories of our childhoods. Friends at school. Perhaps our wedding day?
And sometimes the amalgamation of what’s in the corners of our mind surfaces! Perhaps like Nathaniel’s just-snagged large mouth bass. Fighting and straining to regain freedom. Other times like an actual watercolor 🤔 by someone we know weaving together the strength of a large deciduous tree with the playfulness of a dog and the innocence of girlhood. And so many more!
“Misty memories, of my eyebrows and eyelashes...”
Perhaps the opportunity to try on the “wooly-bear caterpillar look” I spoke of recently. Those dark, broad swathes of makeup can be startling on certain faces. Raising the tip of your right index finger to the end of your right eyebrow could say, “Notice anything different?” 🤣
Then Gail would go on being Gail. And her devoted followers would go on being devoted followers. “By the content of her heart.” Thank you MLK.
I’m enjoying “painting by eye”. Is that like playing by ear? I’ve tried to sit in on a couple of art workshops this week and I find I just want to do my own thing. 😂
Isn't purple an incredible color? It is regal and royal, but also fun and flirty. I am with Calliope about speed sports, but yoga...ah, the magic in that practice.
T-shirt: “Mom didn’t raise no dummy. And if she did, it was my brother.” 😁
(This fits better in some families than others, obviously. Deb thinks it's perfect for hers, especially since it doesn't mention WHICH brother. 😉 I, OTOH, having just the one sister, feel this t-shirt lacks practical application. ☹️)
Picture yourself wearing the bejeweled crown adorned with the jewels you write! Yup. I knew you could.
“Corners Of My Mind” set my brain to humming a couple lines from Barbra Streisand’s “The Way We Were.”
Misty memories, from the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories, of the way we were
While more a reflection on a past romance, I hear it being applicable to all the events of our lives, too. Memories of our childhoods. Friends at school. Perhaps our wedding day?
And sometimes the amalgamation of what’s in the corners of our mind surfaces! Perhaps like Nathaniel’s just-snagged large mouth bass. Fighting and straining to regain freedom. Other times like an actual watercolor 🤔 by someone we know weaving together the strength of a large deciduous tree with the playfulness of a dog and the innocence of girlhood. And so many more!
“Misty memories, of my eyebrows and eyelashes...”
Perhaps the opportunity to try on the “wooly-bear caterpillar look” I spoke of recently. Those dark, broad swathes of makeup can be startling on certain faces. Raising the tip of your right index finger to the end of your right eyebrow could say, “Notice anything different?” 🤣
Then Gail would go on being Gail. And her devoted followers would go on being devoted followers. “By the content of her heart.” Thank you MLK.
I heard Barbara in my head, too!!!
I’m enjoying “painting by eye”. Is that like playing by ear? I’ve tried to sit in on a couple of art workshops this week and I find I just want to do my own thing. 😂
Neither surprised nor non-supportive.
Isn't purple an incredible color? It is regal and royal, but also fun and flirty. I am with Calliope about speed sports, but yoga...ah, the magic in that practice.
You inspire me everyday by being you.
Billie, you so beautifully captured Gail and your courtship. I felt as if I could have written that myself. ❤️
I can't wait for the three of us to meet together!
Thank you — on so many levels!
Yog… ahhhhhh! brought a whole lotta pause and contemplation space into my life. What a gift!
T-shirt: “Mom didn’t raise no dummy. And if she did, it was my brother.” 😁
(This fits better in some families than others, obviously. Deb thinks it's perfect for hers, especially since it doesn't mention WHICH brother. 😉 I, OTOH, having just the one sister, feel this t-shirt lacks practical application. ☹️)
I have a brother and a sister... 🤔. "And if she did, it was my sibling." Just doesn't sound right!