Somewhere in a Dream..........

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

 And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.

'Nuff Said.................

Dear Government...........

The last time I looked, I lived in AMERICA--land of the FREE. 

So, how about you stop telling me what words I cannot use, and what flags I cannot wave?  How about you stop systematically taking away or destroying history?  Removing words and symbols does not teach justice, far from it.  It teaches intolerance and ignorance.  

Our past is already written, we cannot change it, no matter how many words you tell us are "bad", or how many people who died a hundred years ago were "racist" and should not have lakes or streets named after them.  If you take away our history, how will anyone learn from past mistakes?  Shall we tear down all of our statues to appease anyone who is "offended" by them??    

I say, if you have moved here to America--then shut the hell up and enjoy your life.  I am not here to appease you, placate you, bow down to you, or be called a racist because I don't happen to agree with you.  You have NO rights to come on to the soil where I was BORN and tell me how life here should be.  If you don't like it, then feel free to leave.

Happy 2nd Birthday Evie!

The most special doll in my life is celebrating her 2nd birthday today!  Happy Birthday, my precious Evie!

I Plead Insanity

Love Love LOVE these dolls!!!

I Have No Defense

I have no defense for myself, I fully confess that I am hopelessly, no-turning-back obsessed with Alena Sinelnik's hand carved, little wooden ghost children.  Wood, as I have mentioned, stores energy from people and experiences.  This must be some incredible wood she is using to make her dolls, because when they are near me, I am washed in peacefulness.  These dolls have SOULS.  My daughter put it best--when you look into their eyes, they look back at you.  In all my years, I have never felt this from any doll I have had.

Another ghost baby is on her way home to me.  

 

Hide and Seek in the Pale Moonlight

I have finally found the dolls that fit my photographic visions!!!
Clarimonde and Poppy, playing hide and seek in the moonlit garden.