When her eyes were closed
I skirted the damn issue
seaweed trapped the beach
where earth invites growth.
Where shadow spreads
the coiled soul.
under a musing sky.
Under shed skin
of nimble cloud.
Yesterday I took a wonderful class walking a Chartres Labyrinth. It gave revelation besides the release of ill thoughts. Walking on clouds, back to my car, I reached down to pick up a set of leaves.
Which led to a new quilt being built. Last evening, I created a leaf template and cut out nine sets of Buckeye palmate, compound leaves.
Today I am in the process of appliqué, onto nine squares of gray.
What inspires you? What do you do with your musings?
Happy creating… Jeanne 🌊🐚🕊
A door post… Since it has been a while and being the door pictures are backing up my phone memory… i will release a few from my time in Massachusetts… so far!
Realized i have not put up any of my door pictures of late… so, cheers, to the WP door fanatics… and quote gurus.
“And by and by Christopher Robin came to the end of things, and he was silent, and he sat there, looking out over the world, just wishing it wouldn’t stop.” -A.A. Milne The House at Pooh Corner
“I am sure there is Magic in everything, only we have not sense enough to get hold of it and make it do things for us”
-Frances Hodgson Burnett The Secret Garden
“The claim that cellar door is beautiful to the ear — in opposition to its prosaic meaning — has been made by and attributed to a wide variety of writers over the years.” New York Times Magazine (click to read the fascinating article.)
“Once in his life a man ought to concentrate his mind upon the remembered earth.” N. Scott Momoday
“…it’s doors I’m afraid of because I can’t see through them, its the door opening by itself in the wind I’m afraid of.” -Margaret Atwood Surfacing
What news!! We are making an offer on a house today. And it is absolutely, mind-blowing gorgeous. This rock wall, which Massachusetts is infamously famous, is even more magnificent then this picture depicts. In fact, my heart barely blips on the screen when i look at this photo.
The rock is 20 feet tall and looks west towards Mount Wachusett. There is a perfect view perched atop this mighty fortress. A quick stroll down the road and this…
knock, knock, neighbors call
the party’s moved down yonder
the wine here is drunk
forest doors open
appears not a soul to find
footsteps spooked them gone
Coca-Cola Bottling Company
858-868 Massachusetts Ave.
Indianapolis Indiana Circa 1931
The day I visited Indy Reads Books bookstore in the Chatham Arch Historic District, I spotted this gem waiting to be photographed. Using my IPhone 7 camera, with limited time, I managed to take a few shots.
Being curious, I did a little research. Coca-Cola moved their bottling production in 1964, further out from downtown Indianapolis, to Speedway (think Indy 500). The property was subsequently sold in 1968 to the Indianapolis Public School (IPS) district, used as a central kitchen and house school buses. In 2017 IPS sold the 11-acre property to Wisconsin-based Hendricks Commercial Properties LLC for $12 million. Hendricks $260 million redevelopment plan calls for 400 residential units, 200,000 square feet of retail space, 200,000 square feet of office space, a cinema and a 120-room West Elm hotel.
There is one problem. Contamination from the plant was found seeping into the surrounding Chatham Arch neighborhood and remediation is ongoing. Hendricks is seeking money from the city and state to help with costs. There are no further updates available.
“The Coke plant, which opened in 1931, was designed by Rubush & Hunter, one of the top Indianapolis architecture firms at the time. Rubush & Hunter also designed the old Indianapolis City Hall, Hilbert Circle Theatre and other landmarks.
The 285,000-square-foot Coke plant was once the largest Coke bottling plant in the world. It is known for its terra cotta facade and impressive interior spaces. The art deco design includes details of flowers, fountains and sun rays. According to the Encyclopedia of Indianapolis, the design was intended to enhance ‘the hygienic image of the spotless bottling plant.'” (Briggs, 2016).
Briggs, J. (2016, March 08). How much of old Coke plant, art deco features will be saved? Retrieved January 25, 2018, from https://www.indystar.com/story/money/2016/03/08/how-much-old-coke-plant-art-deco-features-saved/81472696/
Olson, Scott. (2017, February 9). Contamination at former Coca-Cola plant site extends into neighborhood. Retrieved January 25, 2018, from https://www.ibj.com/articles/62464-contamination-at-former-coca-cola-plant-site-extends-into-neighborhood
Chatham Arch-Massachusetts Ave Historic Preservation Plan A 150 page pdf detailing the history of the area.
I am amazed at the number of door lovers!!! This infatuation reminds me when I was contemplating names for my first child. No one had named their child Emily in ages, and wanting a unique name along with a poetic significance, I declared my first born child to be Emily. And for ten years after, Emily was the #1 name in the United States. The name remains popular but not to the extent it was from 1990-2000.
These are pretty average doors. And a window. Right?
Perhaps. They mean a tremendous amount to me. They house numerous family stories. This room was once my daughter’s bedroom until she went to college, then moved to Boston, whereupon it became my writing room filled to the brim with my words, thoughts and ideas for future words and thoughts. And paints, fabrics, cameras, and color.
Now it is emptied of me and awaits a new history. I think I will leave a token of appreciation for the new residents… Maybe a new blogger will move in and share their space with us?
*The color of the walls is Sherwin Williams Anew Gray and the flooring is Spiced Oak. All brand new for a future family.
These two books just appeared in my mailbox a few minutes ago. They are still cold from the frigid air, but it won’t take long to warm them up.
I have not had a new Yalom book to read, in forever!! I was beside myself to order these books (published 2015/1996 respectively) and I am off to read…
Let you know when I come up to breathe. 😁 And if you are on Goodreads, lets connect. Here is where I am
Each book, a door. A door I never want to shut.
It should have been me
We both knew it
you were the better one -blind
i couldn’t see the answers
You were long gone
Traveling with your etched smile
you told me you loved me
asked if i was all right.
It was you -not me
Both of us drowning and nothing
that day. Barely, time has passed
the road curves and you walk away.
Away. And i am forced to stay.