color thirsty


it's mud season in maine. if you are familiar with this phenomenon you know that the landscape consists of brown, grey, and extremely faded yellows and reds. which of course can be beautiful. but can also leave one starving for color come springtime. craving it.

i'm being drawn to our orange shag rug bath mat, purchasing miniature daffodils in a sunny yellow pot, tossing the less-than-vibrant, worn kitchen mat and freshening up the space with a lime green rag rug, appreciating the bookshelves painted a school bus yellow, and treating my husband and i to a bright ruby-red coffee press.



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more daily shots


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dreamy


the scent of a hyacinth


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wednesday morning


warmed buttery, chocolate croissant. coffee with tones of chocolate, lemon, stone fruit and aromatic wood. good morning loves:)

I am so drawn to this photographer's work. he has a gift -- an ability to capture a person's soul through his lens. breathtakingly beautiful. no words for it.

some more of my recent photos


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music



listen. a gift. this human ability to hear, feel and interpret the sounds of music; organized tones, shape, form, line, voice, harmony, timbres of instruments, and the gorgeous human breath and emotion behind each phrase. Mmmmm. soul.


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cloud watching and sidewalk hopping


i never tire of cloud watching. it is like people watching. each one is unique and like no other.


buoyant, natural, radiant, happy and full of genuine smiles. that is what i see when i look at these photographs my husband took of me in golden, late afternoon light. there is something special about allowing someone you love to photograph you. it is a gift to get a glimpse into your own soul, from the outside looking in.





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more of my daily instagram photos -- if you have an iPhone, you can get the app for free.

some instagram photographers i am hearting:

chrysti

tonydetroit

Devyn Caldwell

juri1224

kiccyomu

shigechan


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hot -n- spicy


snow. lots. heavy and wet. falling all the day long -- sigh. it looks like christmas. all white. all. white.

"please melt quickly," repeating in my head as i warm my bones by the woodstove, wrapped in a wool blanket, sipping hot tea. in april.

spring snow in maine puts my mind to wandering; ruminating over words and visuals like heat, spicy, orange, lemon light, sultry, lush, blooms, pale ale, lobster and yellow sun dress.

did i tell you, i own a pair of red orange pumps?

and today, they are not collecting dust in the bottom of my closet.


some hot links for your pleasure:

an iPhone photography exhibition

a most excellent flick

and a little Charlie Mars -- perfect for dancin' to in these shoes:)


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