New Vintage Friends

You'll find, that the new friends you are making will be Good Vintages in no time...you won't even have to know them well, by that I mean it doesn't seem necessary to know everything about them...what you know about them at first is sometimes all you need to ever know.

Ahhhh~Ralph

Ralph Fiennes....ahhhhhh...now that is a man that I would like to just sit down in front of and completely be absorbed. In fact I just told KennyRogersLookAlikeBeforeThePlasticSurgeryWentWrong during a conversation of who we would love to just have a sit and talk with...that I would marry Ralph Fiennes in a minute and give up everything I have to do it. Ok, so he countered with that Brooke woman who hosts Dancing with the Stars. Oh blah, blah....she looks shallow to me...But Ralph...he exudes intelligence and feeling and artistic hutzpah...have you seen him with Juliet Binoche in Wuthering Heights....well...that performance of his just tears me up...did I say I would marry him in a minute?...Even his poor, burned face in The English Patient looked handsome....wow...you have to really be in love with someone to see the beauty past a face that he has as Voldemort in the Harry Potter movie. Ok here are some loving shots of my beloved...sorry 'Kenny'~

Kindred Spirits

My Aunt Freda, my Godmother, my father's sister,his closest sister, they were never apart growing up... my closest kindred aunt...the one I am most like...She is the only mother I have left now. She is my mother and my father...she looks just like my father...her wedding picture looks like my father in a wedding dress and lipstick...I always said that affectionately. My Aunt Freda is always on the cutting edge of fashion..always timeless and classic and dressed to the T. My Aunt Freda is still full of life, and viv and full of family knowledge. She is the matriarch of the family...I am next in line. She is the one I always wanted to be like. Her daughter is my cousin...we are sisters of different mothers although we both know that her mother is my mother too, and she doesn't mind sharing. We are kindred spirits the three of us. We live in different states of the United States..but my heart is always there. We have witnessed the good spirits of our relatives at her house... We have a spiritual bond that can never be broken...My Aunt Freda and Me.

Time With A Good Vintage

I cherish time with my vintage friends...most are interestingly a little older, anywhere from 9 years to 29 years older than me....all of them I have known for years... these friends are best friends, mentors, laughter vehicles when a good laugh is needed, poetry voices when emotional release is needed...a good affirmation discussion that takes up where it was left off years ago...never skipping a beat in the cadence of friendship music. Each one of these remarkable women is unique, sliding a hand in the pockets of my spirit...each waving a hand out of the pocket just when they are needed the most. After being with their spirits, I feel the numbness of my wine soaked lips, the tear stained cheeks, and the Aha! moment inspired by the comraderie of the laughter, tears and poetry flowing freely as a smooth fruity vintage wine pours from the friendship bottle.

Comeback Baby

My baby is back....Wynken...she was somewhere?? don't know where?...this summer...I was worried about her..but as I was taking a walk last Saturday...on another street...a little squirrel kept following me...climbing up and down trees as I walked slowly by...and tilted her head when she heard my voice...It was my beloved Wynken! Where you Bean? I cooed to her in my talking~to~the~squirrels voice...She recognized my voice (the voice that only animals can hear according to my kids)..followed me home..took a little bath on my front porch while she waited for her peanut...and then when I walked to the car to drive up the road...there she was trying to get into the car..No, no Wynken...you can't get into the car, darling...so she waited for me on the back porch rail....she knew I was going to buy her some more peanuts...she's such a smart little mysterious gal.

Gabyisms

Wisdom of my 16 year old niece:
"When you have a choice and you just don't know which way you are leaning
do what i do~
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and if you don't like the one you landed on
the answer is obviously the other choice"
Lately I've been living true to this tidbit of "wisedom'...and it hasn't let me down yet!

Needing Things

I have food~needing to be cooked
I have wine~needing to be drunk
I have dishes~needing to be plated
I have lamps~need to light them
I have a sofa and chairs~need to relax in them
I have a bed~need to snuggle down on it
I have pillows~need to rest my head
I have a furnace~just needs to fire up
I have a garden~just need to sow
I have flowers~just need to gather
I have friends~just need to spend time
I have family~just need to call
I have books~just need to be read
I have music~needing to be heard
I have bills~need to be glad I can pay them
I have the internet~just need to get off it
I have everything I need~need requires action
"When the time to perform arrives, the time to prepare is past"

New Moon tonite! Write yourself a check..tuck it away, rattle the change in your pocket.
In parts of Britain, anyone seeking good fortune should bow to the new moon and turn over any silver coins in his pocket. The silver color of the Moon is rumored to have a direct affinity with the silver from which the coins were made. So if a person holds up a coin to a new moon and wishes for money, over the days ahead as the moon "increases" in size, so too will their bank balance!
If you show your pocket-book to the new moon, you will have twice as much money in it....
If you shake an empty pocket-book at the new moon, you will have it full of money before the next new moon..........................If you sleep with the moon on your face you will go mad...
Superstitions from the Kentucky Mountains.

UH_OH....I guess I know what happened to me!

CHANGES OF TIME

November 3~hmmm~I feel change is in the air....maybe good, maybe JUST so-so.. Changing of the seasons, certainly, but perhaps a changing in another way..too early to tell. Always welcome change but keep your heart in the sun and your mind on the moon..and your eye always peering through the trees...

Orange and Black Memories

Exit Halloween, Enter November 1st
Here are some reminders of All Hallowed Eve