Monday, September 12
I've moved my blog!
Thursday, May 12
“This beauty just keeps shaking me…”
To borrow a line from an Indigo Girls song: “Everywhere I turn, oh, all the beauty just keeps shakin’ me…”
Our veranda, just now…
Friday, April 29
Rivershore poppies, a la Languedoc
Wednesday, April 20
O darling veranda
Through the screen door, from the bedroom (facing south-southeast)
The nun’s bed, for those hot Sonoran nights (facing southwest)
A little mood lighting (facing west)
Door to kitchen on left, door to hall that leads to studio and Ken’s bathroom on right (facing northwest)
Taken standing with my back to the kitchen door (facing east)
Tuesday, April 19
“Everywhere we are is Sacred Space…*”
Monday, April 18
Sunday, April 17
Friday, April 15
Apricot Bath
I have deemed this bathroom for BATHS only. Literally. This way, a soothing bath is only a few moments away at any given time. No shower grime to clean, no hard-water-stained shower curtains to wrestle. Just a sweet cottony cascade and a long sheer swag, a decadent collection of bath salts ever at the ready!
My friend Peggy gave me this flying bare-breasted Balinese goddess many years ago. She said this is how she felt after one of my massages!
Framed island art from Etsy:![]()
Here’s the view out the window:
On the left, thrift store mirror. Oh so French. Jewelry hang-y thing that I created by re-purposing a shelf from a broken plant stand. Formerly-ugly bookcase painted bright white…
Photo below taken while standing in bathroom looking toward hall (the hall that leads from the kitchen to the living room).
Framed art from one of my oldest and dearest friends, Carrie Tasman, Tasman Studio. Framed quote from Mary Anne Radmacher-Hershey. Mini-painting of a brown Labrador in the bathtub by Angie Ketelhut.
Little window in hall above looks out on the covered porch, fountain and cobblestone courtyard (click to enlarge):






