"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw
"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Magpie #34

Remember on windy nights
lights would flicker and go out
making rooms seem dark and bitter
Fathers would grumble
and root around
while Mothers would light candles
making a warm sight
Telling us stories til we fell asleep
knowing she was right
that there would always be light
in the morning.

Willow Manor Ball

The party's over
jazz lingers in the air
the flair of the night
Will be in our hearts
Forever
Thanks Willow for a finger snapping
toe tapping good time!
**black and white photo provided by Doug Prior
please do not copy or use in any form

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Kings, Queens and Warriors

Jingle has a poetry blog site and has been inviting all poets
to participate in "Poetry Potluck". This weeks theme is
Kings, Queens and Warriors. You can take a look here for more
poets and poetry:

http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/



Kings and Queens and Warriors....ahah!
This should be fun to write tra la la!
But other words keep interrupting my brain-
It's Lions and Tigers and Bears once again!


There's the King of the jungle-
The mighty Lion who roars right back-
And the slinky, sexy Queen of India
a Tigress crunching on her snack


And the Warrior?
Why it's my good old Pooh Bear up a tree
Fighting for his "Hunny" with that mean nasty bee....

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Magpie 33

Is this a liquor to sip or?
A scent to adore?
Mi amor...?

Is it a remembrance of lusty times
Or a scent of rosemary thymes?
Mon ami?

Or is it love scented fragments
Of golden hued moments
Glistening con tigo ?
Long ago?
Wasn't it just yesterday?

Monday, September 20, 2010

Potluck Poem

Haiku for Poetry Potluck
the theme is Night , Moon and Stars

Setting moon
tree branch clock below the stars
Timeless peace

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Magpie 32.5

Okay- I know I already posted....
but I cannot help myself! I was having
problems sleeping last night and
entertained myself by making these up
while trying to snooze....
The photos were taken in my little crafty room-
not set up- just the silly stuff that always surrounds me...



Have you ever
Overslept and woke
Under the covers alarmed
Racing to get ready
Gritting your teeth as you
Lose your composure
And miss the last bus
Stomping back to your house
Sighing as you call your boss ?

There once was a lass from Mexico
Who drove the only bus to Texico
She was always late
Made us all wait
So we bought her a giant Rolexio

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Magpie #32....time is sweet

Time is sweet
Savor each drop as if your last
Sugar sweet grain

Sunday, September 12, 2010

The joy of music and dance

The 6th annual Widmer Brother's Oktoberfest
started quietly enough, but ramped up
pretty darn quickly once Sassparilla Jug Band began
playing their toe-tapping and knee slapping music....

The loading dock/music stage was quiet at first
with only a lone kitchen worker taking a break

Kevin on guitar and Jesi on drums


Gus on harmonica



Naima on washboard and also accordian

Sweet Pea on washtub bass

Another shot of Kevin

and Jesi

Once the music began-the dancers
began to weave their own music using their bodies

Everyone has their own style...
But, Xander had an inexaustable amount
of energy and form


Another equally talented and energy filled dancer joined in

Between the two of them- they entertained all of us...

Such delight in dancing



and last but not least- Hillstomp played after Sassparilla
and they were great! Two men that sounded like there
were a lot more musicians than just the two of them.
Check them out: www.hillstomp.com

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Magpie 31...When I was small


When I was small

and not so tall

I loved to roam the house

Tip-toe silent as a mouse







Late night was the best

To explore rather than rest

I'd slowly enter each room

Peering into the dusky gloom







Hoping to see what I don't know

Fearing I'd see something glow

My mind full of gory ghostly tales

And Halloween witches with hairy veils







And then one night while being outside

I saw a shape and ran to hide

Watching beyond the french glass door

A ghost floating above the wooden floor







I dashed through the backyard

Scared to death and breathing hard

Ran back into the house

Not quiet as a mouse







Jumped into my parents bed

Screaming "She doesnt have a head"

Gently laughing my parents showed me why

There was hooded coat hanging up to dry







From then on I stayed in bed

No more sneaking at night, instead

I read.





An old photo of me with my mother circa 1943

Friday, September 03, 2010

Q is for Queen for a Day Cookies and Quilts

Our niece Jennifer is having a big family BBQ this Sunday
so I decided to make "Queen for a Day" cookies for the little
girls and One Eye Green Martian cookies for the boys.
I used a simple roll out cookie recipe from Joy Of Cooking...
They turned out pretty cute I think!
( these were inspired by a gift from Wyoming of the crown
cookie cutter along with a moose and bronco rider cookie cutters!
I'll get to those later on...)
Meanwhile, I finished the latest baby quilt going to
a cute little boy who has a chicken raising mother!
So of course I had to stick hens and chicks into the quilt!

and here's the recipe for the cookies! Enjoy!

Thursday, September 02, 2010

Magpie #30


Three for the price of one! I love this simple image of

a bitten apple carelessly left on a magazine page...

and being me I wrote three ...you choose which one you

like and if you have the time-let me know.

And once again, thanks Willow for this venue!



Memories

Apples, apples apples.

Mere images of apples

Make my mouth water

And my mind wanders

To our past family dinners

With pork roasts and applesauce

And spicy hot apple cider

Warming cold hands returning

from snowball fights or walks at night

And best of all the Dutch Apple Pie

That I now make while remembering

Christmases past

While looking forward to today.


Apple Haiku #1


Crunchy bites

Sticky juice drips down my chin

Crisp delight


Apple Haiku #2


Cold hands grasp

Warm mugs of apple cider

Spiced with love



Pauls's favorite Dutch Apple Pie

Below is a photo of the recipe-

click on the photo to enlarge so you can read it! I use parchment paper on the bottom
and the sides of the springform pan. That way nothing sticks! Very rich and yummy.