A Haiku for You

Just about a year ago, Kezumie Weekly introduced me to a new word: haiku. Yes, my limited vocabulary is oh so shameful, but lucky for me I'm still young and refining ;-)) It was a nice sounding word that turned out to be a description of a Japanese-type poetry. Further research has led me to conclude that a haiku seems an ideal powerhouse : short but very compact, combustible even, need I also mention - economical.

At the same time, they are like such pretty little flowers you give to someone special, notes of specialness. As more persons go on to discover the haiku, it seems they are becoming popular gifts for those special occassions and just because whims. Working on a few myself.

Dare I say it? One more threat to the greeting card? Come on now, personal personal was always on everybody's wishlist.

Have a great weekend!

Pear Time

My sweetheart at home says he's never seen a pear, much more to have ever had one. Sounds funny to some extent, but yet again we live in Jamaica where our idea of a pear equates with some varieties of what's called an avocado. Here, pear, the fruit from temperate places is called American Pear. This is what he claims to have never tasted.

So I decided to make him less provincial and introduce him to one or two of the varieties - Anjou and Boss - available locally. Into the light and with excitement.

And since I'm at it, this is how we here in JA have our own pear. Since summer salads aren't so very filling, I like to hit it up against some nice, soft bulla and call it supper. Believe me, beside sweethearts and a good book, it's the next best thing to come home to. Be sure to ask for it on your next trip down. I love pear season!!

You're So Special

(Via Etsy)

Yes, you are - gold brass Memoirs Swallow Locket by Glitzer available here on their Etsy store.

It doesn't exactly fit the profile of a statement necklace, but for me a locket is the ultimate expression of cherish, history and intimacy. A locket seems very much like a promise, so very personal, private and esteemed. The gold brass finish on this piece is a rich sentimental blend which makes it so special.

I'm a lover of sentimental jewellery not for the sake of owning a possession but simply for what it connotes. I quite think Glitzer hit the mark on this one. Don't you think?

Facing up: Soulmate Fantasy vs the Reality of Incompatability

Yesterday's posting of the loft got me to thinking further of issues of love, dreams, wishlists, reality and incompatability.

Ever had your heart set on ... It seems to me this picture has the ideal structure I am looking for in a loft, seen it in my dreams even. My mock up (scratchings) mirrors it somewhat and the simple, clean lines seem to be a natural attraction beckoning me to move in. So why not?

Because its barren sterility leaves me feeling empty, cold and void of the eclectic warmth that courses through my soul. It would indeed be sad to give up on the beauty that is this space on this basis, especially if you own it. Surely, with the additions of decor and personal style, the space could easily evolve into ideal.

But mature backbones do not play 'hung up', adults ought to lead the life they dream.

Willing-up Some Inspiration

I am at that place
where laughter feels foreign, a bloodshot of guilt
The prospect of joy - strange and dim.
I'm sitting in times grave with the ambivalence of silence.
where the sentiment of dreams have gone deflated;
and my whole being has never been this shattered.

(Via Desire to Inspire)

So, I'm trying to will me up some inspiration.

Ideally, I'd love to own a loft. Just not one this sterile. But I must say I like the openness of this one with its clean, modern lines and that statement light pendant is a must have.

Here this minute, Gone in 15

Just another day, another not so ordinary day, up and ready to go. Who would have guessed, to meet the transient nature of life.

Angella Garwood (1961-2009)