Posts in Category: visual realia
september I love you
Every September I say it. It’s the most beautiful month of the year where I live. Summer is still here and yet the evenings are beginning to cool. Soft breezes visit often. Wild flowers fall about lazy and flourishing in their rich colours. Spectacular cloud formations make the skies endlessly entertaining. And the light – the light of September is its greatest gift: soft, translucent, dreamy, gentle.
If I could pick one month to keep around all the time, September, you would win.
best thing I ate this week: hearty salad
After a week of travelling and eating in restaurants, a simple salad at home is exactly what I needed. I just love these power bowls. They’re so nutritious and filling, and easy to make. This one with mixed greens, cucumbers, carrots, grape tomatoes, chickpeas, avocado, cucumber, hemp seeds, pepita seeds green onion, hummus and yogurt dressing with dill, honey and lemon juice. It’s a good way to clean out the fridge, no?
it’s cloud illusions i recall…
… I really don’t know clouds at all
spring is purple
“But, luckily, he kept his wits and his Purple crayon.” — Harold and the Purple Crayon, 1955
linger under the spring sky
The spring sky beckons to the heart starved by a winter that overstayed its welcome. “You don’t need to escape the cold any more. Come on, linger a little longer…”
over two days in february
Every year I dislike this more:
This year it’s been relentless. I’m tired of your icy sidewalks. I’m tired of it hurting to just walk outside. I’m tired of your grey monotones. I’m tired of cold feet and numb fingers and whipping winds. I’m leaving you Toronto.
big loud “ahhhh-ing” and I don’t even care
2015
"For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice." ~T.S. Eliot
crescent moon indigo sky
lovely rainy city
not the city life
published in the beautiful Bella Grace!
