A set of pillows called Alice

Youth had been a habit of hers
for so long that she could not part with it.
~ Rudyard Kipling ~


My friend Alice had a birthday.

Alice is a dear friend, a fellow poet and a fellow Crazy Cat Lady and loves purple as much as I do. She has also painted rooms in her house a delicious shade of mango and I couldn't resist putting together something for her that featured both of those colors. Of course, I had to put a cat in there somewhere, too.

The quilted covers have an envelope closure so you can remove them for easy washing; inside are homemade pillow forms. It was fun to see these in Alice's house; I don't always get to see where my handiwork ends up and I love to think my pieces are being used and enjoyed.

Happy Birthday, Alice! I adore you.

Birthdays are good for you.
The more you have, the longer you live.
~ unknown ~

a perpetual astonishment

Spring has returned. The Earth
is like a child that knows poems.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~


vernal pool under the power line




unfurling

horsetails in the vernal muck

snag. the mockingbird sang me
a song from that branch today.


Loyal Mr. Tim. Always up for
a walk through the bog.

each green slash a fern unfurling. in a
few weeks you won't be able to see
the ground beneath their green canopies



Every spring is the only spring -
a perpetual astonishment.
~ Ellis Peters ~


In springtime, love is carried on the breeze.
Watch out for flying passion or
kisses whizzing by your head.
~Emma Racine deFleur ~



In the spring, at the end of the day,
you should smell like dirt.
~ Margaret Atwood ~