*Duane Stephenson: Cottage in Negril
*Richie Spice: A No Me Dat
*Jah Cure: As long as I live
Thursday, May 14, 2009
the next best thing (at least for today)...
One might argue that hopping on the next thing smoking to Jamaica isn't the most practical thing to do at this very moment, given certain parental responsibilities. But after reading Christina's guest post, the water's edge kept beckoning me. What's a girl to do? I gave in. Aaaahhhh...
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Much Love to Christina...
Give thanks to Empress Christina of Soul Aperture
for gracing the walls of my Necessary Room.
Your visit today was unforgettably enjoyable.
I will hold it close to my heart forever.
for gracing the walls of my Necessary Room.
Your visit today was unforgettably enjoyable.
I will hold it close to my heart forever.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
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Lately the sunsets that have eased through my window screen, head straight to my heart.
Yes they do ; )
My eyelids close; my lips form an immediate smile of approval. I welcome in the warmth of the sunset, allowing it to take me home.
A home where...
grandmothers share stories and love
hands are thrown up in gratefulness to Jah
hammocks swing over sandy beaches and lovers footprints
rum scented breezes call my name
yam colored skies burst with salty rainbows
caramel colored dreads swing along the spines of kings
bob marley serenades me underneath the needle of an old record player
hips can't help but find da beat
ah yes the sunset, it takes me by the hand and invites me to paint the most beautiful picture of home.
; )
I want to thank SE'LAH for inviting me over, and allowing me to play at her house. ; )
I love you the most, dear friend.
One love
Christina
May is Asthma Awareness Month...
These days, I haven't had the energy to write much on my blog. The spring is always a difficult time for me because I have asthma. So much of my time is spent treating just so I can continue to breathe. Anyone know a natural cure? Old wives tales welcome ;-)
Monday, May 11, 2009
Inspirational Monday: A few finds...
I so enjoy exploring nature with my daughter and nephews. We took a relaxing walk through the children's garden at the New York Greenway, making a few stops along the way. (click on any photo to enlarge)
We just sat in silence...and listened to the sound of water...
My daughter thought this tree stump looked like the replica of a city. Can you see it?
Suspended at least 20 feet from a tree by a silk thread, almost invisible to the eye, was this resilient creature. The children had an ongoing debate as to whether it is an inch worm or a caterpillar. We watched it dance as the wind blew. It's amazing how it kept hanging on by that slither of a thread totally disregarding the strength of the wind...a lesson in life to never give up!
Most people certainly walked right on by this snail. Slow and steady wins the race.
And what's a garden walk without the gratuitous flower shot? The menagerie of scents was oh so inspiring.
*Inspirational Monday is hosted by vchelle at Operation You.
We just sat in silence...and listened to the sound of water...
My daughter thought this tree stump looked like the replica of a city. Can you see it?
Suspended at least 20 feet from a tree by a silk thread, almost invisible to the eye, was this resilient creature. The children had an ongoing debate as to whether it is an inch worm or a caterpillar. We watched it dance as the wind blew. It's amazing how it kept hanging on by that slither of a thread totally disregarding the strength of the wind...a lesson in life to never give up!
Most people certainly walked right on by this snail. Slow and steady wins the race.
And what's a garden walk without the gratuitous flower shot? The menagerie of scents was oh so inspiring.
*Inspirational Monday is hosted by vchelle at Operation You.
Friday, May 8, 2009
A few stolen moments is all that I'll share...
Ok, maybe a bit dramatic but the song is in my head...
Today was a big day. It was the "Daddy-Daughter" dance at my daughter's school. The only thing that could possibly distract me as I set out this morning was Mother Nature's beauty.
When I returned home, my youngest sister helped me prepare my daughter for her big night. After lots of photos, we arrived at the school. As soon as we entered, her little friend ran over, grabbed her hand and they took off.
They danced to every genre you could think of, including Irish step dance.
Tired of dancing, they ran around the dance floor giddy with excitement. And since my daughter is a very outgoing, energetic child, naturally, we made sure she wore shorts under her pretty little dress. You never know what to expect with her and I just love it. Yes, this is exactly what it looks like...she climbed the retracted bleachers, purse in hand.
She did save the last dance for her daddy though.
On the way home, she couldn't help pointing out the reflection of Anansi's globe of light in the marsh. Could there possibly be a more fitting exclamation point on the festivities tonight? Hmmm....
Why yes! There was a little visitor waiting for me on my doorstep. Somehow, Mr. Potato head made it across the Canadian border into the US without a passport. He is really exhausted from his long, arduous journey. He had a few close calls but somehow he managed to arrive safe and sound. Thanks Souers Du Jour!!! ;-)
Today was a big day. It was the "Daddy-Daughter" dance at my daughter's school. The only thing that could possibly distract me as I set out this morning was Mother Nature's beauty.
When I returned home, my youngest sister helped me prepare my daughter for her big night. After lots of photos, we arrived at the school. As soon as we entered, her little friend ran over, grabbed her hand and they took off.
They danced to every genre you could think of, including Irish step dance.
Tired of dancing, they ran around the dance floor giddy with excitement. And since my daughter is a very outgoing, energetic child, naturally, we made sure she wore shorts under her pretty little dress. You never know what to expect with her and I just love it. Yes, this is exactly what it looks like...she climbed the retracted bleachers, purse in hand.
She did save the last dance for her daddy though.
On the way home, she couldn't help pointing out the reflection of Anansi's globe of light in the marsh. Could there possibly be a more fitting exclamation point on the festivities tonight? Hmmm....
Why yes! There was a little visitor waiting for me on my doorstep. Somehow, Mr. Potato head made it across the Canadian border into the US without a passport. He is really exhausted from his long, arduous journey. He had a few close calls but somehow he managed to arrive safe and sound. Thanks Souers Du Jour!!! ;-)
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