Friday
the five fam (fcp)
Tuesday
doves (fcp)
Podophyllum peltatum
We have a zillion May Apples this spring. They begin in a closed umbrella shape and then as they open up to a full umbrella shape they cover a lot of space and provide a great sea of green. This little May Apple caught my eye because she did not have that shape at all and was standing straight up. Or . . is it a guy?
Sunday
Tuesday
Sunday
Tuesday
the waiting game
Thursday
Saturday
Tuesday
happy b-day
Wednesday
shamrocks (fcp)
all gone . . . .
www.freshtulipsusa.com
I was looking for my favorite Irish butter today to go along with all the traditional fixings and there was none to be had. Leaving the store I spotted these fresh tulips. They are grown by a family in Virginia - so, I was thinking about our Irish ancestors that traveled down thru the Shenandoah Valley and thought these would be appropriate . . . Erin Go Braless
Monday
open house today! (fcp)
Every spring is the only spring ~
Friday
Saturday
grays (fcp)
Monday
Friday
Wednesday
Monday
Thursday
WishieWashie
Wednesday
complementary culahs (fcp)
Tuesday
Sunday
Draw back your bow . . . .

A handsome and sexy man dressed in the most sophisticated manner walked into a bar. He noticed a woman staring at him. Flattered, he approached the woman and said in his sexiest deep voice - "Be my valentine! I'll do anything you wish, beautiful lady, but on one condition." The woman was trapped in a moment and asked as if in a trance - "What's your condition?" The young man replied, "Tell me your wish in just three words." After a long pause, she looked deeply into his eyes and whispered, "Clean my house."
strawberry hearts (fcp)
Wednesday
sky
Monday
best wishes
All the world is a birthday cake . . .
so, take a piece . . .
but not too much.
George Harrison
wish on everything (fcp)
(these were fun to make~ would have been tons more fun if you had been here too)"Pink Cars are good, especially old ones.
And Stars of course, first stars and shooting stars.
Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars.
Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground.
Birthday candles.
Baby teeth...
Wish on Everything”...Francesca Lia Block
Tuesday
The Sisters! The Sisters!
In keeping with the I'm Older Than Dirt Theme - do you remember the name of the restaurant we would go to in Manhattan and the owner would greet us and look around to all the other customers and say "The Sisters - the Sisters!" Good Lord. And, not only take us over to Audrey Meadows and introduce us but insist that we take the table next to her? I miss that. What I really miss is the fact that we used to go to NYC about every other year and see all the great plays. And, stay in the theater district. And, did we always have great seats or what? We could have reached out and touched Jill Clayburgh. Or Mandy Patinkin and Bernadette Peters. Tommy Tune. Remember Ann Reinking? And, taking the D train to watch the Mets ? MoooKee . . . MoooKee! Having a slice for lunch? One summer day everyone - everyone - was in the streets to see Michael Jackson. You ran, I walked/ran a 10K thru Central Park. The shoe shop at Trump Tower not only had beautiful shoes but the beautiful Mom and beautiful daughter that were trying on a few pair, that we bumped into again later at one of the plays, was Ivana and little Ivanka. That was when the 'Queen of Mean' owned Helmsley Palace. That was when we would go to the skating rink at Rockefeller Center - not 30 Rock. That was when what's his name sold Studio 54 and had opened the Palladium . . . which was later demolished. Moma Leone's. When we went to Windows on the World Restaurant in the World Trade Center North we could see forever. We would walk Wall Street all the way down to South Street Seaport. Or, be in heaven on Mulberry Street in Little Italy where LaBella Ferrara had the BEST cannoli's EVER? I'm thinking a road trip . . . . . Strawberry Fields Forever . . . .Thursday
Sisters Wedding Dance
How old am I? Well, you're gonna find out. I have always loved Rosemary Clooney. She was born in Kentucky in May of 1928. She did her best work singing standards for Johnny Mercer and Cole Porter, Duke Ellington, George and Ira Gershwin. She became one of America's best-known popular singers in 1951 with a song called ''Come-on-a-My House,'' which was a huge hit record, and followed that with other novelties like ''Mambo Italiano''.
In 1954 she appeared with Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye singing Irving Berlin songs in ''White Christmas.''
In later years she had been appearing in the best cabarets and on concert stages, singing pop-jazz standards that earned her new audiences and renewed respect. She got especially great reviews at Michael's Pub in Manhattan (remember when we hung out with Woody Allen there?)
She was nominated for an Emmy award for an appearance on ''E.R.,'' and she was given a lifetime achievement Grammy award a month after she was hospitalized for lung cancer surgery.
And, of course, she was George's Aunt.
So, enjoy this - another song of hers I really liked - by these two darling sisters . . .
Sisters Wedding Dance
Morning shadows on snow
Sunday
Wednesday
Monday
I was thinking the same thing !
Sunday
pink in a sea of blue (fcp)
"Every time I see a little girl of five or six or seven
I can't resist a joyous urge to smile and say thank heaven-
Thank heaven for little girls who grow bigger every day
thank heaven for little girls who grow in the most delightful way...
thank heaven for them all, no matter where, no matter who,
for without them what would little boys do?"...Learner and Lowe
(what's in your cupboard? fun things I know...)
Thursday
Wednesday
Thursday
New Years Wishes for you...
may you enjoy getting together with old friends and new acquaintances ~
and carry that with you wherever you go,
~ and if you discover something new that excites you...
seize the moment,
and relish the opportunity you have been given! ~
Its pages are blank.
We are going to put words on them ourselves.
The book is called Opportunity
and its first chapter is New Year's Day.”
Edith Lovejoy Pierce (1904)
Friday
Hands to Work, Hearts to God
"I want to be with people who sumerge in the task,
who go into the fields to harvest and work in a row and pass the bags along,
who are not parlor generals and field deserters
but move in a common rhythm..."
...Marge Piercy (thanks to Jen for this awesome poem)
