To Begin Again

Tiny sprigs emerging from an old, but virile Mesquite

I'm not a fan of beginnings or endings which inevitably result in... well, another beginning. Air traces infinity sign.

My first pen stroke begins as apprehensively as it is awkward; tracing my thoughts just millimeters above the page until finally touching. My pen, as awkward and apprehensive as I am; the ink dries from lengthy wafting, passions dull from once novel thoughts. Yet, once it's revealed, even in infancy, there is promise...

Peace and promise

Art Imitates Life

Left: Local flora, Goodyear AZ

Top to bottom: Inspired by local flora-Thistle choker, Edwige dangles, Birth of Venus drops

In spite of my devotion to Sir Oscar Wilde, I'll beg to differ with him here. The past six years have been instrumental for me as a person: like a runner catching stride, a dancer finding the groove a singer hitting just the right note. I have found my muse.

When I look around me, my surroundings speak to me in a comforting voice, and a language I understand. Of course there are times I disagree; koyaanisqatsi-but, I recover and quickly return home to my muse, Arizona.

Peace and purpose

Free

Quail-spotting

Yesterday whilst standing at the kitchen sink, I spotted these beauties through the screen covered window. The skies were clear and the breeze light and inviting. They were frolicking about so freely that I thought, "Hey, I should do that". So I put the dishtowel down, put my walking shoes on, summoned Yael Rose and off we went. Three miles, a pair of cute vegan moccasins, two gorgeous throw pillows and a venti-1/2-sweet-iced-green-tea later, I realized why birds don't carry cash, or collapsible bags on wheels.

Peace

Random Stuff Thursday

My NEW! decorative pitcher.

What a lovely pitcher, yes? I treated myself for pecking my 500th post. It was $5.00, that's kismet! Since starting this blog, I have amassed quite the collection of bee and honey themed items.They're tucked away in little display groupings throughout our family room. I need to gather them all for photographs one day.


I started teaching a friend's child to decode last week; introducing him to the world of phonemes and graphemes. I have to say it's been rather comical. Between my still quite heavy New Yawk accent and his missing teeth, we've been making up all kinds of interesting sounds! He is coming along quite nicely however, and that's a pretty overwhelming feeling for me. I'm privileged to open this whole new world up for him so he can read my blog someday. Winks


This next little tidbit is not for anyone who is under the age of 18 with a sense of humor over the age of 12. Follow? Waits for shrewds and prudes to exit...

Clears throat and whispers. So, y'know how I reference my frequent use of dirty words from time to time? Well, last night in the shower, whilst recalling my day, I burst into a most unladylike laughter. See, I was on the phone with a friend earlier, doing our usual yammering and she mentioned a particular female problem she's been having, but hinted that it might be TMI. I retorted without thought or hesitation, "No worries, after all of the troubles I've had before my hysterectomy, I'm the Twat Whisperer..." What the?! I haven't heard that word used since grammar school recess! And you know what, it still makes me chuckle. Yes, she laughed too, I just wish I could have seen her face.

Peace and randomosity

A "Thank You" Gift

Last week, I reached my 200th follower shortly after pecking my 500th post. Not a few hours later I received a lovely, lovely e-mail from a woman whom I'd met on another venue, as a result of my writing. She wrote to tell me she, "owed her marriage", to me. She had been so moved by the stories I shared about my own marital trials that she followed my advice; me, a lone stranger. What's better is, she sought me out to thank me 2.5 years later.

I knew somehow the memory of those dark times which reside in the space between my ears would be light to someone, but I never knew it would be here, on the interwebs, or that it would be quite like this. I'm overjoyed, and so grateful that it wasn't for naught. Beams. My broken heart helped build someone/something beautiful, that's awesome. Now if I could do something so wondrous with my unfinished projects. Laughs.

So, fast forward and the cogs start spinning. I was all set to throw a blog party celebrating my 200th follower and 500th post, the touching e-mail, and my general blogospheric existence. Silent Yay. However, after some research I found it involved far more interaction than I can handle and still remain a gracious, sparkly hostess, and I came up with an alternative plan. Rubs hands together craftily.

I am giving away the following: 2 $25 Pretty in Peace gift vouchers,
and 3 25% off coupons valid on ANY item/combination of items (s) from my shop.
Discounts do NOT apply to shipping costs


Here's how to enter:
Leave a comment on this post telling me why you like it here. (1 Entry)
Tweet this giveaway on Twitter and comment here (1 Entry)
Invite a friend to join you in following this blog and comment here (2 Entries for you and 1 for our NEW! friend)
Blog about my awesomeness, mention this giveaway and of course comment here (3 entries for you)

Cross your "t's" and Dot your "i's" (No little circles, they makes my temples throb)
Leave a SEPARATE comment for each entry. I.e., Tweeted by (@Name), Invited http://Superblogger[at]blogspot.com, Blogged at http://Superduperblogger[at]blogspot.com

Got it? I sure do hope so. Giveaway ends Sunday February 7th at midnight EST

I'll announce the winners on Wednesday February 10th