The Other Me

Not sure where July is gone. I am pretty certain it only started a week ago or so.
And yet...

Thank goodness I have stones marking each day!



Pizza still hot from the oven.
Inhaling warm flour dust – gluten junkie.

New fountain pen gliding on smooth paper
The infinite pleasure of forming letters by hand.
Learning the joy of “a” all over.

A concert for lunch
Some unseen bird playing the kazoo.



Watching clouds race across the blue
Painting figures all the way
Living pictures nearly devoid of drama.

The cicadas spread their wings
Their song adding a layer of heat-driven gravity to the world.

Raindrops
Each catching whatever light is on offer
Each a little lamp shining upon the world.



Caramel bubbling away on the stove
Warm buttery scent
Most of the pleasure is anticipation

Uneven paper
Catching ink in tiny waves
The watercolour sky becoming a sea.

A living fur coat wrapped across my lap
Taken by her purring rhythm
I dare not tell her that it is warm out.



A River of Stones - July 2011 edition - is finished but do not forget to keep on looking for beauty in the details.
That's not always were the devil is hiding.

The smell of June, pregnant with sweet fig scent basking in the sun.

A perfect statue
Survivor of centuries
Its smile still contagious.



The smell of baking cake,
Promise of shared pleasure.

The wine tasting session smells of night, bitter almond and elder-flowers. It is full bodied and mentally addled, offers a good persistence of flavours, with a full bouquet of laughter and shared time between friends.

The fountain’s murmur soothes the mind before water can cool the body.



When even breathing is painful in the heat, my cat's effort at welcoming purr is cooling to the soul.

Smiling faces
Worshipping light
Sunflowers

Wandering in the gloom,
Collecting love messages from strangers for a stranger,
Sending gifts to one who is sick,
Dreaming of the end of the world.

One of my January stones is being included in "Pay Attention: A River of Stones" which comes in three superb versions
The amazingly beautiful hardback,
The gorgeous paperback, and
The nifty download.

The book will be later on available on Amazon as well.
I can't wait to get my copies!

With many thanks to the editors Kaspa and Fiona for this opportunity and the January fun.
Remeber to pay attention: there are stones everywhere.

Early morning gale.
Wind through the trees sounds like waves.
Has the house unmoored?

Daring myself to breathe in
And find the air sweet
To feel alive and not guilty for this.

A painful task achieved is rewarded.
A moment stolen to have tea with friends.

The morning cold turns the world into an abstract painting
Once again yet a different one each time.

Shelter against rain, wind, and cold
Warm with laughter and rush
The smile of the barista who knows what to prepare for you.

Amidst darkness,
Rain takes hold of light
And spreads it in long shining lines