Family, Friends, Nova Scotia | Posted by Jannie on 26 August 2014 @ 7:53 PM
(my feet at my parents’ cottage.)
If you’re thinking “Hey… Jannie is in every one of those,” you’re absolutely right! And you win a prize!!
The prize is… I’ll write you a short poem on any topic you want in a comment below.
So give me a word or short phrase, and I’ll totally write you a poem. Totally, totally!
And even if you weren’t thinking “Hey, Jannie’s in all those” you still get a poem if you want!
xoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo from Jannie, who recently had the privilege of going HOME with Kelly and Jim!!
Friends, Photography | Posted by Jannie on 4 August 2014 @ 9:07 AM
Just a few random pix from since last we met.
And we’re off to The Home(and native)land tomorrow, eh?
i’ll think of you there
on all of the shores
but i probably won’t be found
eating any ‘smores.
for i have been dreaming
for manys a moon
of the Extra Special Treat
i shall savor, and soon.
MR. BIG BARS!!!!!!!!
Best Chocolate Bar Treat Known To The Planet!!!
You have a favorite candy bar?
Thanks for popping in. See you when we get back!
P.S. The red shoes. She’s a size 3, but the smallest available is a 5. (TG!!) Heels can so wait, like, when she’s 18.
we return to
The Yoga Pyramid
when Texan frogs
are about to light
are doing morning
sit-ups in bed.
some of us
we have all
“how to build
beings who know
love is always
the way to go.”
55 words for “Mama Z’s” poetry blog. (Please scroll to her Monday April 21st post.)
I really really like the photos at her “Zen of Motherhood” blog too! Check them out!!
Now back to Texas…
In the log cabin before we head down the path to the Om ceremony.
Some of us meet for the first time.
That’s Walter Suhr closest to the blue cup.
Tracy going into The Pyramid.
Husband exiting The Pyramid.
Chillin’ on the cabin’s back deck later.
And a seventh Big Photo because I adore sevens.
Beauty, Friends, Photography | Posted by Jannie on 22 March 2014 @ 11:38 AM
Enjoyed a few glorious days with friends who are nearing completion of their all-cedar yoga pyramid.
25 squares comprise the newly-finished floor, with the center one being extra-special.
Here I am in my lucky blue hat…
Once the basement cave is finished, guests will remove their shoes there, wash their feet in a stream pumped from one of the koi ponds, and ascend to the sanctuary.
Quite the place!
(That scaffolding will be removed eventually.)
Here’s a view of the pyramid from a mile or 2 away…
I managed to get a lucky (because my glasses were in the truck) zoom shot of it…
Near the pyramid is their log cabin home,
which often doubles as a hair salon,
and pillow fight parlor.
A log cabin with WiFi and all the modern creature comforts — not bad!
Wood is gathered for the fireplace.
Chickens are raised.
One hen is actually named Kelly and one is named Jannie! And Kelly just laid her first egg!!
Veggies are planted.
And the bread — OMG, the bread!!
The lady of the cabin bakes it from her own recipe.
Her pancakes are from scratch, of course!
And her soup from those organic chickens she raises.
Even Jannie, the hen will end up a feast one day.
(Hey, it’s a farm.)
A farm with a hot tub on the sunset side of the house.
From that deck you can see the stretch of road where I took the long-distance pyramid shots from!
That was my wine!
3 parting tidbits about our stay in the hill country…
I fell in love with that 8″ tall cactus,
and am ever more in wonderment that the Universe could grace me with such an incredibly wonderful friend, who for some strange reason…. seems to like me too.
What’d I ever do to deserve so much awesome??!
~~ Posted by Jannie, who hopes to see you at the pyramid one day.
Five Capodimontes all in a row
soon to adventure by U.S.P.O.
Italian demitasses mailed far away
to five special ladies for this Mothers’ Day
One to my sister, four others to old friends
Two of whom are depicted here on the ends…
That’s Kelly’s Godmother in pajamas on the right
Kelly’s Godfather Mitchell does dazzle in white
Yes, Jim was then and still is so handsome
Quite the carpenter and man — can he dance some!
The littlest dude back then was just three
The shortest gal there — yep, that was me
A toast to the sunrise in North Caroline
Little Dude’s now eighteen and I forty-nine
Five Capodimontes, but a sixth’s on my shelf
Heck yeah, I kept one of those beauties myself!
Will six cups be reunited? I really can’t say.
But I’ll drink and think of those friends every day.
~~ end of poem.
And should you ever like to partake in the pre-breakfast drinking ceremony called “Solar Oops,”
face the sun, put your right foot out, raise your glass in right hand and say…
“Solar oops, ein klaren dag.
annen hinnen mit bingen slag.
oop mitt merken, hanne pa berken.
alle sommen — skool!!”
(Or a reasonable facimile thereof.)
It’s Danish, I think?
It basically means “Life’s good. Let’s drink!”
And this just in… for Jannie this year
An iPad-made card from someone so dear!!
All of you, you Mothers or not… blessings and much laughter today and always.