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Showing posts with label MAGICAL. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MAGICAL. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 6, 2021

MY HOUSE, I SAY...COTTAGE BY THE SEA ~ FORGET-ME-NOT COTTAGE ( WIP/2 )

Yes, this could be my house and mine, said my husband when he looked at my painting this morning. It's still a WIP. I need to finish painting the grass along the path, maybe a couple of doves on the roof and a cat, just like Robert Louis Stevenson wrote about in the poem "My House, I Say."





The Forget- Me- Nots and Tansy are flowers we collected on our trip down east. The Inn at Whale Cove Cottages, Grand Manan Island, New Brunswick, is a place that will always be dear to me and M. We had such a great time there and, Laura, the Inn Keeper at Whale Cove Cottages, made it extra special for us. This painting, inspired by that special place we stayed at one cold October month in 2017. One day, we shall go back!

MY HOUSE, I SAY
~ ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON 1850-1894


"My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves

That make my roof the arena of their loves,

That gyre about the gable all day long

And fill the chimneys with their murmurous song:

Our house, they say; and mine, the cat declares

And spreads his golden fleece upon the chairs;

And mine the dog, and rises stiff with wrath

If any alien foot profane the path.

So, too, the buck that trimmed my terraces,

Our whilom gardener, called the garden his;

Who now, deposed, surveys my plain abode

And his late kingdom, only from the road."


Wednesday, February 13, 2019

SNOWCAT


Home Sweet Home is especially nice in Stormy Weather. While hubby and daughter watched Monk, I listened to music and played on the computer forgetting all about lighting the fire even though my husband had brought more than enough wood inside to last us the entire night. I found a picture of a Snowcat, “SnowBall The Cat” someone built out of snow and it reminded me of the Snowcat I made a long time ago made with felt, applique, and embroidery. In the past when the kids were little we built a real SnowCat and although it would be great to have a Snowcat in the front yard now, I really don't want to venture out in the cold and build one all by myself, not much fun.

The painting, “Michetto Hill” that you see at the back of the SnowCat Pillow, I painted a long time ago but it is different than the one I have posted online, it's missing Michetto, so eventually, I'll need to paint him in and fix a couple of mistakes I forgot all about.















The good thing about stormy weather, it makes me spend more time on my art.

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Casper, Spooky & The Twins




Casper, Spooky & The Twins 💫 A mixed media art work ( N. B. Design of The Twins not Mine , not sure who did )
Stargazing at the night sky by a roaring bonfire 🔥 is so, so magical💫Now that Fall has arrived the chilly nights beckon us to the midnight garden, sit by the fire and look up at the stars a little more closer spying the constellations 🌌 in the deep dark sky. Not long ago I posted some of the constellations I noticed with the @skyview app, a really fun application that helps you find the constellations a lot quicker💫
The stars never leave you alone and guide you in your journeys✨never finding yourself lost🌟only I always find myself happily Lost in Space 😉⭐️✨💫🌟




@ghostales1957 @murtagh27 @murtagh13










Remember to Look Up at The Stars and Not Down at Your Feet” Stephen Hawking

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Monday, October 12, 2009

*** Blow you a Kiss in the Wind ***

“Wherever you are tonight
A feeling tells me that you look out-of-sight
So I'm gonna blow you a kiss in the wind" ************

***To three of my much loved Witches of my childhood past;
Elizabeth Montgomery ~ Pandora Spocks and Agnes Moorehead.

Samantha , Serena and "The Lavendar Lady" Endora
**** The Groovy Witch Cuz Serena****
Elizabeth Montgomery alias Pandora Spocks


*****Double Double Toil and Trouble******






****Endora*****An Extraordinary Unforgettable Witch**** Agnes MooreHead




*****One Beautiful Bewitching Witch********Elizabeth Montgomery





****The Original Darrin by any other name was altimately the Purrfect Knuckle HEAD**** Darwin****Dagwood***What's-His-Name***Durweed***Dreary Dick York



Wishing I owned a little black magic like Sam so I could change hubby into a toad for a small moment or two till he reforms and says sorry but alas I’m afraid magic potions only work their magic in the movies…hehehe...just kidding about the toad metamorphous, only a small kiss will do Hun...hehe!

Remember back when Serena ( Liz ) sang this song???
Well, I was Bewitched Forever with Elizabeth Mongomery with Magic Spells and with Witches, like Endora and Serena!


***Serena with Boyce & Hart***

*****LISTEN TO SERENA SING "I'LL BLOW YOU A KISS IN THE WIND" BELOW THIS POST*****






****>^..^< Watch the youtube clip under this post >^..^<****

****>^..^< Enjoy This Magic Moment of Our Past >^..^<****

****>^..^< Happy Halloween >^..^<****






I’LL Blow you a kiss in the wind~~~~~~~~~********

Wherever you are tonight
A feeling tells me that you look out-of-sight
So I'm gonna blow you a kiss in the wind


And when it reaches your lips, my dear
Your gonna smile and feel me oh-so near
So I'm gonna blow you a kiss in the wind

I've been layin' here in my bed, ya
The images of pretty thoughts runnin' through my head
About a guy in my mind- I can feel- I can almost touch
Ooh - Oh my goodness I miss you and I want you so much

Wherever you are tonight
I got a feelin' that you look out-of-sight
So I'm gonna blow you a kiss in the wind
Ya I'm gonna blow you a kiss in the wind


And when it reaches your lips, my dear
Your gonna smile and feel me oh-so near
So I'm gonna blow you a kiss in the wind

I've been layin' here in my bed, ya
The images of pretty thoughts runnin' through my head
About a guy in my mind- I can feel- I can almost touch
Ooh - Oh my goodness I miss you and I want you so much

Wherever you are tonight
I got a feelin' that you look out-of-sight
So I'm gonna blow you a kiss in the wind
Ya I'm gonna blow you a kiss in the wind

Sunday, September 6, 2009

*** Under a Blue Moon ***

Blue Moon

“Tis the witching hour of night, Or bed is the moon and bright, And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen For what listen they?” John Keats




A Precious, Mouldering Pleasure‘Tis
To Meet An Antique Book,
In Just The Dress His Century Wore:
A Privilege, I think,

His Venerable Hand To Take,
And Warming In Our Own,
A Passage Back, Or Two, To Make
To Times When He Was Young.

Old Volumes Shake Their Vellum Heads
And Tantalize, Just So.


_ Emily Dickinson, “In A Library”


I have been tantalized just so……For I have met An Antique Book
That Which My Senses With Pleasure Filled
For Now I Want To Write A Volume or Two!
Of What Past Passage I may Be Inclined To Write
Yet, Still Remains A Mystery To Me… Ha!


Until this past Spring I had never heard of the book nor the author, needless to say I was ill-bred of its existence. “The Anthology Of Melancholy” by Robert Burton written in the year 1621 apparently turned out to be something of a unique book …ooak, turning out to be one of a kind literary work after I taken the liberty to investigate its beginning.

A historic Book with a half torn burgundy cover at the seem printed in 1898 and belonging to an
Ernest Paterson of Balliol , Oxford dated August,1906 was now a part of my library, one to become surely a favorite.
The ink inscription on the preface of the book was very legible and thru time sweat had created a visible x-ray of the writing on the preceding pages of where “Burton’s Anatomy of Melancholy “introduced the book, seeping thru the presses title lettering the name of Ernest Paterson once again lay claim to the past owner of the book. It reminded me of “National Treasure’s” opening scene of credits with scrolled signatures fading and then clandestine messages merging thru the layers of script ions. I truly had found a treasure in an old book but also a piece of historic literature I never knew existed and pleased to have the occasion of discovering this day.

What I was well know ledged in and equipped by was my present state of melancholia and well aware of its deteriorating force on my human character. It was natural and quite justifiable why of all the antiquarian books at the local Merrickville United Church Annual book sale that it should pick me to enchant.
Time again, subconsciously our minds will surprise us with clues to the remedies of our ailments; that is if one is cognizant to their surroundings, a human quality in self preservation, or maybe just the way our individual entities psyche works.
But weather you have dreamt it, thought it, read it, wrote it or felt it, things seem to have a way in gravitating to similar poles.
The book was extraordinary in its cover and thou they say one can’t judge a book by its cover on the contrary it proved to be a book unlike any other. It also surprisingly touched on two poets I very much adore….John Keats and Edgar Allan Poe. After reading more about the book I learnt Keats was inspired to write the vampire poem “Lamia” and in turn Poe was influenced in his sonnet “To Science”.

So this book has become something of a rare form of read for me and maybe a kind of stimulus to further distant I from the sad infliction of melancholy by its wealth of literary variety available to its reader. Like Burton’s reasoning for writing “The Anatomy of Melancholy” his way of escaping it’s strangle "I write of melancholy by being busy to avoid melancholy”. I have begun to read “The Anatomy of Melancholy” from relief of melancholia thru Burton’s vibrant humor.
A book I will in all likelihood keep by the side of my bed whenever I feel the waning moon turn blue.

MIDNIGHT MARGARITAS

MIDNIGHT MARGARITAS
A place for keeping my art in larger formats

*** Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ***

*** Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ***
“Where there is no imagination there is no horror”. Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr.

*** Sir Christopher Lee ***

*** Sir Christopher Lee ***
“There are many vampires in the world today - you only have to think of the film business”

* ~ Spirit of the Night ~

* ~ Spirit of the Night ~
Soon it will be Hallows Eve...Time to create Art from the Dark Side ***Annabelle

~ Turn of the Screw ~

~ Turn of the Screw ~
A Flickr mosaic I made some time ago ~ Annabelle

WE WERE SOLDIERS

WE WERE SOLDIERS
~ Annabelle

Twilight at Sea


The Twilight Hours like birds flew by,
As lightly and as free;
Ten thousand stars were in the sky,
Ten Thousand on the sea;
For every wave with dimpled face,
That leaped upon the air,
Had caught a star in its embrace,
And held it trembling there.

Amelia Coppuck Welby

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