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New Art Retreat!

A group of very talented artists are putting together a new art retreat. The exciting thing about this four day retreat is that it is going to be in Cromwell, Connecticut. Yes, the northeast is finally getting the art retreat that it deserves! Of course, the retreat is open to anyone who lives anywhere all over the world and is interested in spending four days with like-minded artists that paint, sew, bead, cut, embellish, stamp, transfer, draw, bind, and whatever else you can think of. The retreat is officially called Artfest to Nurture the Soul and it will be held... Read more →


Cowgirls Don't Get the Blues

The Pomegranate girls took off on Saturday for the longest drive we ever had for a baby shower. Our sweet cousin, M., an artist as comfortable with a welding torch as with a paintbrush, is having her first child. Her sister, the indominatble A., of the body surfing in the rain fame, invited us all to her house for a lovely girls-only afternoon of lunching and opening gifts. There was bruschetta, asparagus, grilled chicken, a salad with bacon and pomegranate seeds, strawberry punch, cake, and rather odd-looking chocolate balls. Large, chunky, chocolate balls rolled in toasted sesame seeds and filled... Read more →


When I first started this blog I imagined it as a place where I would share the lovely side of my life. I wanted to share the ordinary, wonderful moments of life that make up the "beautiful necessities": family, kids, friends, meals, art, and writing. I envisioned an electronic journal that was comfortable and familiar, filled with good writing and lovely images. I was starstruck at my first comment and fell head over heels in love with blogging. The immediacy of the reaction is extraordinary - and sometimes frightening. I've had articles published for which I've never heard nary a... Read more →


Sunday Evening

This, then, is the time we miss most when evenings close in around us at 5:00. Perhaps it is not so much the time itself as it is the quality of light which pours around us like a Chardonnay. The shank of the evening, too early to call night, too late to call day, it is the slow, easy sliding away of all the weekend expectations, all the must-do's and wanna-do's and should-have's. It is best spent on the porch, which is now clean and waiting for sanding and repainting, with a glass of Chardonnay or Pinot Grigio, a platter... Read more →


The jewel-tone riches of early Spring weekends crowd my senses. I cannot choose from amongst the beckoning arms of the wild, sun-drenched forsythia frantically waving through the bedroom window, or the plummy cocoa richness of a cappuccino and plate of strawberries and cream at Cafe Mozart, or the red, ripe tomatoes and Ciabatta bread sitting on my own counter, calling to me to run to the store to buy basil to shred into chopped tomatoes and minced garlic. Or maybe I will not succumb to any of these and just go upstairs, open the closet door and pull exuberant squares... Read more →


This Sad World Over

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains, I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways, I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests, I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans, I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard, And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard, And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what did you see,... Read more →


Rainy Days and Mondays Always Give Me a Headache

Yes, well, okay - it rained 7 inches in 24 hours in my town. Areas flooded that have never flooded before and all the parkways that run north and south in the county are under water. That's because all the parkways were built along rivers and streams. Ah, the days before urban planning! Every school in the county is closed, giving us the first ever "flood day". However, the heavy winds never materialized so we dodged the bullet, albeit a very soggy one. I am mainlining coffee today, in a futile attempt to break up my standard low barometric pressure... Read more →


It's Raining! In April! Rain!

If we listened to the weather reports, we'd be hunkered under our beds with rafts at the ready by the back door. It's been raining steadily since before dawn and the predictions are dire: rain, wind, flooding, more rain, gusts, and general mayhem. The county has an automated system to notify residents of portents of disaster. Thus far, my 81 year-old mother who lives on a third floor, has received two calls telling her to that flooding is imminent!. Folks, please stop calling my mother, The Empress of Ruminators. She won't leave the house if it's drizzling so I doubt... Read more →


Thinking Blogger Nominations

OOPS - I forgot this part of the nominations: the blogs I nominate are supposed to nominate 5 blogs and so on and so on. It's a pay it forward nomination. The beautiful Lila of Indigo Pears has nominated me for a Thinking Blogger award. I am very touched and also bemused as I often wonder if the problems with my blog is that I think too much and don't post enough photos of thrift store finds and granny squares. But I digress! These are the blogs that popped into my mind immediately: Sacred Ordinary. The blog of my friend,... Read more →


Better Late Than Never*

*originally scheduled to be published on Good Friday, but due to busy-ness beyond my control, I never had time to post the links or upload the photos. My photographer sister, Mar, sent me her beautiful photos taken at my house on Easter, so they will have to suffice! Sorry if the post is two days late - the sentiments are still the same! Let's talk about food. As if you have any choice in the subject matter, Pomegranatians. What could be a better subject than food on Good Friday, when fasting and abstinence are observed, since the point of celebrating... Read more →