An Old New Life

Many moons have passed. I'm still the same person, but different. Like two ends of an ombre rainbow. A rainbow with just one color. Black? Probably not. But then again, black was never a color to me.

A Life Less Complicated

The trees stand silently in the faint moonlight. They say nothing, but on occasion a breeze gently nudges and they sigh, content. Just the cool soil beneath them.

The Christmas Book

All I want for Christmas

Is to have What Katie Ate.

images by Katie Quinn Davies from whatkatieate.com

A Simple Christmas

Much has happened over the past 6 months which changed aspects of our lives forever. For good of course.
What better way to mark the birth of Christ then, with a sprinkling of fairy lights, a hint of Frankincense and Myrrh and last year's little angels from Vienna.
And a divine-smelling pine called Mr Tuna.

Furry

The centre of my universe takes on several names.
M-M
Baby Catbus
Cleo
MM MG
Smelly Cat

image from "Jenny and the Cat Club" by Esther Averill

and the latest, Jenny Linsky.

Sweet, Black and Hooded

October beckons, albeit distantly. Poe's mind fills with mischief.
Perhaps this is how we should look when we visit Ogilvy then.

image taken from Deviant Art

Dark Light

I couldn't have said it better than the person who originally captioned this.
"I will be found doing this on All Hallow's Eve"

image from bohemiansense.com

Strange Bedfellows Part I

Two complete strangers meet at the Poe House this weekend.

Drawings From The Gulag by Russian Danzig Baldaev and The Little Paris Kitchen by British-born Rachel Khoo.

We've always been a motley bunch.

SodaCat

Girl by day, boy by night.
Darling babycat, this song is for you.

"Venus as a boy" - Corrine Bailey Rae

Black and Beautiful Part IX

Screw "It" bags, you're so yester-decade.
Here comes Lululemon!

And right back at ya!

The Dymo monster is at it again.
I get no flowers in the morning but a DIY dymo bracelet instead.
Then again I've never been a hearts and chocolates kind of girl.

Our Darling Bear

Rainbow Bridge

There is a bridge connecting heaven and earth
It is called Rainbow Bridge because of its many colours

Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows,
hills, valleys with lush green grass

When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this special place
There is always food and water and warm spring weather

The old and frail are young again
Those who are maimed are made whole again

They play all day with each other
There is only one thing missing

They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth
So each day they run and play until the day comes
when one suddenly stops playing and looks up !

The nose twitches !
The ears are up !
The eyes are staring !
And this one suddenly runs from the group !

You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet,
you take him or her into your arms and embrace
your face is kissed again and again,
and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated

Author Unknown

Promise

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep"

'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening' by Robert Frost

Rib Art

si la lumière est la vie,
qui est le soleil de ton univers?

se la luce è vita,

che è il sole nel tuo universo?

si lux, vita,
qui soli in mundi?

si la luz es la vida,
que es el sol en el universo?

Girl-Crush Part 1.

Noomi Rapace or Rooney Mara?

Noomi.

images from lifestylegeek.com, collider.com, critiques4geeks.com, boomtron.com.

The Girl with the Monochrome Wardrobe

Controversy notwithstanding, I'd say this range was designed for me.

Poe has already put an order in for the distressed mini.

Mr Postman, where are you.....I'm giving you one week, or do you fancy two fingers up your nose???

images from H&M "Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" range

Ode to Poe

Out of the dreariness
Into its cheeriness
Come we in weariness
Home

I wish I wrote this line. But no, it's from American author Stephen Chalmers

Christmas 2011

The retrospective that I am brings out old things during Christmas, things I love and know so well.

Like the Manger on Twentieth December

The Sparkly Birds of Poe

The Silver Reindeer in the yard

And of course the thousand Twinklies all around.

The WinterTee however, is something new, something Viennese.

"Wintermarchen"

There are holidays.

And then are places that completely steal your heart.

Far-flung, yet somewhat familiar. As if acquainted in my dreams.

Or perhaps, in a previous life.

Vienna was one of those, a pre-Christmas get-away with my dearest sister.

A magical ten days we shall hope to replicate.

Every year come First December.