Homemade 

Love is not just the property
of physics but the language
of home, a feeling of belonging,
a shareable place. Sometimes a
little patch of green.
Other times an unmade field.

Its touch sharp but malleable,
a labor of commitment and
compromise, that with luck and
perseverance can withstand
drought or a sun washed out by rain.

Love is neither a spell or curse
but rather feelings inked by actions.
At times a historical footnote
At other’s an entire memoir.

Often born from the tree of life,
sweet and fruitful
Other times acrid and spoiled
Love’s at its best when brushed
with agape’s stroke
Friendship pierced with eros

This kind of love can be feasted
on for years, Soul and sugar
with a portion of salt.
Imperishable and filling.
A recipe that can be recited
by heart light and remembered
during times the light bends.

-Tosha Michelle

Freaky Friday 

Happy Friday.  Look pictures and music. Maybe instead of freaky Friday, it should be predictable Friday. I do have my unpredictable quirks and moods though.  😛 Wishing everyone a lovely weekend. xx

New glasses, y’all 

And it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas (at least at the hotel)

Should I knock?

On hey…pretty sure I know this flannel wearing man.

Just seeing the sights 


And music. Talk about a feel good tune.  Hope it makes you happy. 

Everybody needs a place to call their home / Everybody’s skin is different, not their bones / Even when you’re lonely, know you’re not alone / You’re one of us, one of us, one of us.

Sometimes Life Is?


Sometimes life is drama
And we get buried in the
angst of it all.
We fear if the darkness
doesn’t lift our eyes will
be permanently sewn shut
like a newborn cat’s.

We sit by a sturdy table
made of walnut , while
the logs on the fire burn
out, contemplating the
fickleness of luck and
human emotions.
Listening to the rain wrack
the roof and windows.

Yes, sometimes life is misery,
but if we can withstand the
bad acting and poorly written
script, Life eventually becomes
maple and sugar again.

The fire burning away
hopeless things,
the repetitive and rhetorical.
Words once heavy become light.

We see our world through open
eyes filled with the enthusiasm
that only small children and
dreamers can understand.

We find solace in the now
and stop questioning what
wasn’t or was. We appreciate
what we have and find
renewed grace in the elements.
Sun or rain it doesn’t matter.
Refuge is found in those who
love the faces of our spirit
and understand the depth
of our souls.

-Tosha Michelle

On an unrelated note if you’re still here:

In his new live performance show, John Cleese wants us to know there is no hope in this dysfunctional world .However he conveys this message in such a glorious and delightful way that in the end, hopelessness looks pretty darn good. On Monday night I was fortunate enough to see Cleese in person. He did not disappoint. During the show he pontificated on the current state of  life and politics. While his performance at times felt like a deeply philosophical Ted Talk, his trademark black humor was still on full display. During the second half of the show Cleese took questions from the audience, a highlight to be sure. 

 I wish the pictures were better but no flash photography.  For those who celebrate, I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving..  I’m grateful for you all. 

“The Shorthand of Emotions”


“The only truth is music.”-Jack Kerouac

This post was inspired by a music survey I came across.  One of the question,  what five songs means the most to you?  Honestly, there are so many songs that hold special meaning for me, it’s hard to pick only a few.. However, I will try for the purpose of this blog post. I’d also love to know what songs you hold dear 

“Falling Slowly” from Once

Moods that take me and erase me / And I’m painted black / You have suffered enough /And warred with yourself / It’s time that you won

Somewhere Only We Know-Keane

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old, and I need something to rely on / So tell me when you’re gonna let me / I’m getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin

Leave Out All the Rest-Linkin Park

When my time comes / Forget the wrong that I’ve done / Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed / And don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty / Keep me in your memory / Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

In My Life-The Beatles

There are places I’ll remember / All my life, though some have changed / Some forever, not for better / Some have gone and some remain / All these places have their moments / With lovers and friends I still can recall / Some are dead and some are living / In my life, I’ve loved them all

Reminiscing-Little River Band

Now as the years roll on, each time we hear our favorite song / The memories come along
Older times we’re missing, spending the hours reminiscing

Hurry, don’t be late / I can’t hardly wait
I said to myself when we’re old / We’ll go dancing in the dark, walking through the park / And reminiscing
https://youtu.be/PM4MBKjg0qk

Bomus Song. I can’t leave this one out
Don’t Look Back In Anger-Oasis

So I’ll start a revolution from my bed / Cause you said the brains I had went to my head / Step outside, summertime’s in bloom / Stand up beside the fireplace / Take that look from off your face / You ain’t ever gonna burn my heart out.

I Hope You’re Happy

Y’all my hair has finally reach Lob status. Hooray.


Happy Momday. Yesterday we took a day trip to Columbia SC.  During our visit we toured the Robert Mills House and Gardens. Here’s some photos from the excursion, followed by music. This tune has a lot of meaning for me. It is my wish for you and everyone I love, those who remind and those who have moved on. I truly hope you all have happiness, tons of love, and everything.else good in the world. 💕


“I hope you’re happy

I hope you’re good

I hope you get what you wish for

And you’re well understood

And whatever your progress

I know you’ll be fine

Because I hope you’re happy

Even if you aren’t mine.”

Nature Walk 

And a few quotes. 

“Plant seeds of happiness, hope, success, and love; it will all come back to you in abundance. This is the law of nature.”-Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections 

“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.”-Henry David Thoreau, Walden

“I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.”-William Shakespeare

“Hey, wait for me, creep” 😜💕-Tosha Michelle 





And just because he’s the cutest

Seeing The Cleese. 

John Cleese is one of my favorite comedians. I’m old school, lovelies. .  I adore him. Many thanks to my Mister Constant for surprising me with tickets to his upcoming show. I’m so looking forward to seeing him live on the 19th. It should be a fun evening. If you aren’t familiar with his work, shame on you. 😜 Please allow me to catch you up. 

Cleese is probably best known for his various roles in the British comedy Monty Python’s Flying Circus. I love him for his role as Basil Fawlty in Fawlty Towers. He is also known for his award-winning role as Archie Leach in the American / British comedy film A Fish Called Wanda. In honor of the upcoming show I give you one of his funniest television moments, followed by some Cleesisms.

“He who laughs most, learns best”

“The most creative people have this childlike facility to play.”

“A man will give up almost anything except his suffering.”

“The English contribution to world cuisine – the chip.”

“In Britain, girls seem to be either bright or attractive. In America, that’s not the case. They’re both.”

And now a tune for Wednesday. I so love these lyrics  and Vance Joy. 

Gold, when you see me

Hi, if you need me

Babe, that’s the way it was

That’s the history

Blue, how we used to roar

Like an open fire

That’s the way it was

But that’s history

Happy Halloween 

Greetings from Salem Massachusetts. Sharing a few pictures with you.  The first is this lovely hat I bought that was handmade in Naples. Adorable. The rest of the photos are self explanatory. Love to all.  Wishing you more treats than tricks 💕


Portland Maine  

Greetings from New England. It’s gorgeous.  Here’s a few pictures of Portland Maine and a picture I took in Bangor of Stephen King’s house.  Off to Cape Elizabeth and Salem Massachusett tomorrow. 💕