When You’ve Nothing To Say…

Go ‘Throwback Thursday’!

I’m still unpacking (shush now) and came across a folder of artwork – prints, kids’ early work, keepable greeting cards – all that stuff. Also, this photo of an original art piece done by my friend Cory LeBlanc, an Ottawa Indie art scene regular. It was done several years ago, oil pastel of my eyes. My favourite bit is the rusty-brown ‘witch mark’ in my left eye.

Kei's Eyes by Cory LeBlanc

Kei’s Eyes by Cory LeBlanc

Just A Typical February Day In Canadia

Sometimes our weather is annoyingly stereotypical… Apparently, Ma Nature has decided to make up for not smothering the country until the after 27 December 2015 and is dumping the entire expected forecasted snowfall in eleven freakin’ hours!!

Well, I’m off. I need to shovel out my front lane. Again. Lord knows how many pets and short people I may find out there…

Circadian ~ Acrostic XII

Maidenhair Fern

orning sunlight is the visual canvas

rt of fronds in greens and golds

ridescence brushes each surface

rawing Bruges-like shadows

merald embroidery in the air

ature outside may slumber

ere in the warmth of my home

iry pinna capture the essence

n feathery greenery that whispers

eturn she will, keep faith

or this is the joy of the indoor garden

veryday magick is the Circadian

eminding that summer is just out of sight

N o further than The Wheel’s revolution

~ kei
1 December 2015

Kiss my winter weary eyes with green... ©Karin Bole Tupper

Kiss my winter weary eyes with green…
©Karin Bole Tupper

 

Respite, Rest, Restoration

A repost from a different November. This little piece of Heaven is on my mind as I’ll be spending a weekend there with my BFF and many other like-minded women. It promises to be three days of new challenges, friendships, learning and nurturing.

I hope your weekend when it comes, will bring you joy.

~ kei
4 November 2015

I stepped barefoot onto my balcony in the chill November dawn
And was struck by the incredible beauty of autumn on the river
The newborn light on the horizon bathed the world in every hue
Of mauves, violets and amethyst; a gift of my favourite colours
Reflecting it in the polished pewter, mirror smooth water’s surface
Shadows of evergreens were a study in charcoal, smudged along the shore
The denuded oak and maple trees looked like black lace on violet silk
They reached their slender branches aloft like fingers seeking warmth
And as the sun cleared the eastern view of the lake, rays of brilliant light
Like ribbons of fire, came streaking across the water towards me
The burgeoning light gave colour to the water and woods, turning the sky blue
A soft breeze followed the rays, ruffling the water at the edge of the beach
Teasing the hem of my nightie. I shivered standing in the light coat of frost
Already beginning to disappear, as the earth began to warm itself
I breathed in the last of the dawn, holding my arms round myself for warmth
Then returned to my bed, dreaming Persephone’s dreams

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Dawn on the St. Lawrence river ©Karin Bole Tupper

Dawn on the St. Lawrence river
©Karin Bole Tupper

Nos Calan Gaeaf

Have a blessed Samhain or All Hallow’s Eve and make it fun for little ones enjoying Hallowe’en.

OctPoWriMo 2015 ~ Aperture Art

Painting the seasons

With pixels for my brushes

On a bandwidth sky

~ kei
10 October 2015

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October Poetry Writing Month

31 Days of Poetry, Blogging Challenge

OctPoWriMo 2015
Image by: Morgan Dragonwillow