Indian blue, new orleans
Sazerac bar, New Orleans
The sea near our home
Roman holiday 2010
Lovers in Naples, Italy 2008
Lost dog in Austen
Larz Anderson Park, Brookline, Ma, New England,...
i am moving away from here but my heart remains...
I love this painting we bought in NoLa
i was a youth hungry for life
I had a weekend in the city, enjoying the first very tardy peek of spring the Public Garden of Boston, attending the theater (Educating Rita @ the Huntington which was completely lovely), cashing in a certificate for a free hotel room on Tremont Street. I’ve been fighting a wicked cold since last week, which hits me hardest upon waking up and as soon as night falls. I feel very weak in...
Anais Nin and Jane Austen on the new kindle on...
Just received a kindle for christmas and of course I had to order a couple Anais Nin & Jane Austen ebooks immediately - even though I have New Orleans style sweet potatoes to cook. Spent a lovely morning and early afternoon exchanging gifts, eating bagels & capers and drinking mimosas. Then had to dash home (5 minute drive!) to get ready & cook… having a major time issue but...
Happy Birthday, Jane Austen
Photograph taken of a Regency birthday cake I made for Jane Austen’s 235th birthday for my Janeite book club, “Austen in Boston“‘s party last weekend. Jane Austen, born December 16, 1775. Thank you Jane, for all your wit and words.
it's my 35th birthday today... so it's my 'ballade...
Ballade at Thirty-five This, no song of an ingénue, This, no ballad of innocence; This, the rhyme of a lady who Followed ever her natural bents. This, a solo of sapience, This, a chantey of sophistry, This, the sum of experiments, — I loved them until they loved me. Decked in garments of sable hue, Daubed with ashes of myriad Lents, Wearing shower bouquets of...
Ninon de Lenclos by Dorothy Parker
Ninon De Lenclos, On Her Last Birthday by Dorothy Parker So let me have the rouge again, And comb my hair the curly way. The poor young men, the dear young men They’ll all be here by noon today.And I shall wear the blue, I think- They beg to touch its rippled lace; Or do they love me best in pink, So sweetly flattering the face? And are you sure my eyes are bright, And is it true my cheek...
I’m a fearful, frightful flirt! Did you ever hear of a nice girl that was not?– Daisy Miller (via montyyouterrible)
hypatia and self educating again...
OK, I’m going ‘back to the books’ as I’ve been knocked off the academic path for too long to recall without embarrassment (not because I necessarily prize degrees above street smarts BUT because I used to put self education first and fight against my lazy nature) so I’m slowly creating a new “to do” reading list until my husband is better and I can start...
keep calm & shag watson
via keepcalm-o-matic.co.uk Why yes, I *do* have a new small addiction to the british television series, Sherlock. Made this poster satire on a generator site.