Monthly Archives: July 2010
At A Standstill
My childhood summers involved climbing avocado trees, tire swings, swimming and falling asleep sweaty and utterly exhausted. Half the time, I would fall asleep in my slightly damp bathing suit. I think about those days now, as I slave away in an office during the summer … Continue reading
Hiding in Plain Sight
Do you have days where you would like to be this moth? I know I have. Days where you would like to blend into your surroundings? Kind of reminds me of school days, hoping the teacher wouldn’t pick you to … Continue reading
Meeting of The Minds
Yeah, I wasn’t invited to this pow-wow. I came out to my living room to find these three, incredibly quiet, circled-round. I have a feeling it may have involved a plan of attack regarding a certain cat sleeping in the … Continue reading
Maybe you were wondering…
what happened to this – It isn’t quite done, but progress has been made. The wood is being stripped down to its natural state and stained red mahogany…I definitely think it works. Thoughts?
Before The Heat
Today was the first official hot day of summer. A precursor to the death of everything that is lush and green. The sun rose this morning on a horizon line of fiery red and orange. This morning, I looked down … Continue reading
Voluspaaaaaahhhhh……
Candles…I love them and I hope you do too. Recently, a friend of mine gave me a gift of a Voluspa Candle in a tin. The scent was Fleur de Cafe and it had a beautiful, light cologne scent. This particular line … Continue reading
Rock and Explode/Explosion
Lucky you, you get two different stories for the price of one, which really is $0 because you don’t pay anything to read this, except precious time. Oh, that sentence could have gone on forever. I am the Queen of … Continue reading
Big Ship, Little Ship, East Coast, West Coast
San Diego has a huge history with the Navy. It is a port city with a safe harbor. All over San Diego, you will meet people with a connection to the Navy. My life is directly connected to the Navy. My dad became a … Continue reading
Lynne with an E 