Driftwood Tepe…
15 Friday Jul 2011
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15 Friday Jul 2011
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14 Thursday Jul 2011
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© Joan Currie
To stand at the edge of the sea, to sense the ebb and flow of the tides, to feel the breath of a mist moving over a great salt marsh… – Rachael Carson
I spotted this makeshift dock in the Baylands south of San Francisco.
13 Wednesday Jul 2011
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© Joan Currie
When you know better you do better. – Maya Angelou
My thanks to a very bright eleven-year-old for compiling this list.
1. Harry Potter series by JK Rowling
Book 1: Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone
2. The Kane Chronicles series by Rick Riordan
Book 1: The Red Pyramid
3. The Heroes of Olympus series by Rick Riordan
Book 1: The Lost Hero
4. Percy Jackson and the Olympians series by Rick Riordan
Book 1: The Lightning Thief
5. The Mysterious Benedict Society series by Trenton Lee Stewart and Carson Ellis
Book 1: The Mysterious Benedict Society
6. Septimus Heap series by Angie Sage
Book 1: Magyk
7. The Diary of a Wimpy Kid series by Jeff Kinney
Book 1: The Diary of a Wimpy Kid
8. Harriet the Spy by Louise Fitzhugh
9. The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien
10. The Tale of Desperaux by Kate DiCamillo
11. A Wrinkle in Time series by Madeline L’Engle
Book 1: A Wrinkle in Time
12. The Penderwicks series by Jeanne Birdsall
Book 1: The Penderwicks
13. The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
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10 Sunday Jul 2011
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© Joan Currie
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
by Lord Byron
I wonder what this child is thinking as she looks out on this vast sea…
07 Thursday Jul 2011
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© Joan Currie
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe—
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod by Eugene Field
The Queen Mother watches over this Laura Ashley-inspired pink room.
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06 Wednesday Jul 2011
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© Joan Currie
NOW list to my morning’s romanza – I tell the signs of the Answerer;
To the cities and farms I sing, as they spread in the sunshine.
Walt Whitman
My first shower in the new house – I am going to love living here amidst such beautiful light!
05 Tuesday Jul 2011
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© Joan Currie
Roses red and roses white
Plucked I for my love’s delight.
She would none of all my posies–
Bade me gather her blue roses.
Rudyard Kipling
I was delighted to find this cobalt blue-tinged pitcher today while unpacking. I may fill it with tiny blue roses…
03 Sunday Jul 2011
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It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. – Anaïs Nin
As I walked along the sidewalk today, I was captivated by the peculiar patterns of flattened dark globs of chewing gum embedded in the pavement. Continuing along my route, I started noticing black dots everywhere!
London artist, Ben Wilson, embellishes such discarded gum with colorful images.
Model: Lauren DiMarco
01 Friday Jul 2011
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© Joan Currie
A Canadian is someone who knows how to make love in a canoe. – Pierre Burton
Happy Canada Day, eh?
Model: Khrystyana Kazakova
29 Wednesday Jun 2011
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In our rich consumers’ civilization we spin cocoons around ourselves and get possessed by our possessions. – Max Lerner
Every spring when I lived in New England, I would dig out all the rocks from my herb garden – sometimes as far down as three or four feet before planting anew. However, when I tended the garden later in the growing season I was always flummoxed when I came across many more rocks in the same beds that I had so painstakingly prepared to be rock-free. Where did these new rocks come from? Were they migrating to my garden from the earth’s core somehow ?
This last move reminded me of those rocks. Try as I might to pack up all my possessions, I kept finding more and more things tucked away in the back of closets, under cabinets, and in the back of drawers. At one point, I started to think that my possessions were defying some law of physics by migrating, too, from another place, multiplying or replicating in some supernatural way.
Model – Lauren DiMarco