Fire Escape

“Walking home your hand in mine
Tattoos on the river line
The morning birds are taking flight
Either way I thought that you should know

You’re my number one
You’re the reason I’m still
up at dawn
just to see your face
We’ll be going strong
with the vampires, baby
We belong, we belong awake

https://youtu.be/KfU-S6ovooQ

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Bridges and Blissful Beauty.

Some random shots from our latest outdoor adventures and a song that fits the mood. “ On Our Way” by The Perennials. Gorgeous tune. Happy Monday. 💕

If I Could

If I could, I would shield you from your own sorrows. From phones that don’t ring, the 7 AM alarm clock, missing the train, fair-weather friends, the frayed ends of the welcome mat.

I would protect you from backaches and headaches, and unnecessary tirades, the losing team. Mostly, I would shelter you from false hope, people with an agenda to harm, and those wildflowers meant only to disarm.

I would encourage you to take ferries and planes, and leave the ink revised map at home,  to become a mid spring season, dandelions covered, savor the sunshine, take risk.  Breathe.

Remember the music of your soul. Listen to your heart’s sway. I would implore you to make love, make art, and to praise the song and rhythm your body prays.

-Tosha Michelle

Let It Be.

Happy Monday, y’all. I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. On Saturday we attended a wedding of a friend. It was a beautiful ceremony.

Sunday we went hiking.

Today, I’m in a musical mood. When am I not, right? Here’s one of my all time favorite songs. Listening to it always makes me feel peaceful and brings tears to my eyes. It speaks to my soul every time.

“When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be”

https://youtu.be/QDYfEBY9NM4

Sonny Corleone?

Hello wonderful ones. Happy Tuesday. Last week we took one of our mini vacation to the mountains of Helen GA and had the best time. Photos below. Wonderful little town. I imagine it’s particularly lovely in the fall. Perhaps, another trip is in order at a cooler date. 😜

As an aside the Mister, (who’s much more hip and knowledgeable when it comes to films than yours unruly) got me hooked on CNN’s “The Movies”. Note, he’ll never convince me that “The Godfather” isn’t overhyped, but I digress. Each episode of the documentary covers a different decade of films (with people like Tom Hanks, Robert Redford, Steven Spielberg, and various other esteem actors, directors, and filmmakers) sharing anecdotes and their insights into movies that defined each decade. It’s well worth a look.

The Wingspan of History

Years later if you do find yourself
giving into nostalgia’s fancy, flight
and all. Do not lament the departed
back or the wingspan of history,
the lost of what was.

Remember my dear, the albatross
left its shell long ago,
only the scent of sea water lingers.

If you must soar back into the past,
take solace in those bygones
summers, magnetic in their reticent sweetness of air. Recall the pleasure
of moonlight and innocence. Be
grateful for every hour spent, lessons
learned by the skin of heart.

Do not think of how the storm came,
or the way the Earth bent and folded,
instead give yourself to sentimentality
of summer’s rain soaked showers.

Once you’re throughly drenched,
feel your feet slowly touch the
earth again.Watch as the past drifts
and wafts away.

My how it shimmers in the distance,
riding on the whims of the sky.
The warm updraft feels nice for a
moment but not as lovely as the pull of the ground and the beauty of now.

-Tosha Michelle