P-town Library

It's one thing to have amazing views from outside the windows..."go upstairs," said the (terrific!) woman at the front desk with twinkle in her eye... and we did, and the staircase led us to the third floor to view these fabulous outside views - but also this most amazing indoor view! A ship in the library! I always knew I wanted to sail away with books as my sails!

Sunday Quote

This is the garden. Time shall surely reap and on Death's blade lie many a flower curled, in other lands where other songs be sung; yet stand they here enraptured, as among the slow deep trees perpetual of sleep some silver-fingered fountain steals the world.

-e.e. cummings

More Amazing House

The views from the windows of the Provincetown Public Library are a coastal dream - cobbled together rooftops and sweeping views of the sea...and the view inside the library pretty amazing as well. But out one window we saw an arch and the yard and house of some mysterious person unafraid to express themselves. For all the huge statues, my favorite were the hidden critters in the rock wall...

Amazing House

I bet the postman gets a kick out of putting mail in those devil may care mailboxes...my husband and I liked the gargoyles...really, every home should have one. (I'll have to post our little stone fellow some time who guards our front walk).

In search of cozy

On a cold drizzly day, April in one of her moods, here's two quilt scenes to warm up to - both are from picture quilts hanging in the Eastham Public Library in Cape Cod.
Have some tea, snuggle up beneath your own quilts, stay cozy, everyone.

Gimme that fish

For my husband who really likes this commercial (even though he wouldn't eat a fish sandwich if you paid him). I love that the boat is so very Eric Clapton.

Sunday Quote

It's not what you are
nor what you have been that God sees
with his all-merciful eyes,
but what you desire to be."

-The Cloud of Unknowing

P-town

In Provincetown, on the beach, was this perfect sized, perfectly blue house. I like the shape of it. I can just imagine a little stove inside, a cup of tea, and maybe a lovely dory to go out on the water like the one below, all chipping paint glory. Perhaps even a nice cat although not this one, pretty ginger but took swipes at passerbys, quite a grouch, as we sat inside this enjoyable restaurant enjoying delicious chowder.

Springtime, Cape Cod

Doesn't that water look cold?

The gulls think so, trying to soak up some warmth from the asphalt.

Soon sun will take our memory of the cold away, but I do like the bluster of a cold Spring day by the sea.

Some good yellows

some other good yellows.....

Skaket Beach

Freezing that afternoon, a woman nearby in a thick Irish knit sweater jostling a cheery baby as they watched the show - two giant scoopers hauling sand up to the higher beaches. Telling James that he sat on this beach several years ago, he shakes his head - who can remember what they did at four? Our other way older kids ran these rippled sands younger years ago, the girl shrieking as brine shrimp tickled her toes. I'm back with a refreshed eye but still ... thinking of Elizabeth Bishop this morning.

Sunday Quote

"We are an Easter people."

- sign in an Episcopalian church viewed some years ago.

An upcoming jaunt and some blogtripping

Love gray water, a New England sky; my birthday present to myself this week is a jaunt to the Cape where it always seems the ocean has been waiting just for me.
Some blog visits - Stephanie's post made me cry, she's astonishing to me in her bravery and grace. Nan has another great book review up - and she has a thing going where she will not buy a book this year (ah, but then there is the library!), Over here, there's poetry in the prose and dragons alongside the wonderful ginger cats. A little reminder - my poems still up at Anderbo, do take a gander... (Susan Moorhead, if you please), Alison has turned gardening tools into art, and Joan is doing new math over at Charleston Daily Photo which always makes me want to hop on a plane and roam the flower-scented streets of that beautiful city. Would love to add more, however, the young man informs me the eggs have cooled and it's time to dye them...when next I post, I'll be older but hopefully, sea-charmed and salt-cured. Cheers.

Spring on the windows...

and now Spring in the air...even though it's chilly and rather wet. Thought I'd post the children's room windows that has been keeping winter at bay for the last month or so.

Sunday Quote

A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, darkness on the walls of his cell.
- C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain

Batgirl was a librarian

and having just watched Hancock, a somewhat erratic movie, my husband agreed with me that I would make a great superhero. Fine sense of morality and citizenship, would enjoy kicking a little bad guy butt - providing I could lecture them first ("do we really want to act this way, holding up the bank, do we?"). Ah, if it were a career option. I'd like the flying and not aging or getting hurt part, I assume it comes without arthritic knees and neck, and I think I could rock the outfit. Don't know if I'd go for Batgirl though, think Superwoman would be more fun (got to avoid that nasty kryptonite). So - what Superhero would you be?

one hour late but...

Happy Birthday to my lovely man.