All the Colours of Green – continues

Time has just flown by and Christmas is only six weeks away.. Do you ever think one might could tire of seeing the same places everyday?

I think I will never tire of Wales. And all my thoughts will not expire ever after all; for in that time I have had to see real wishes come true, it’s here where I have found hints of life and love and home and then there is someone here now to cling to. He calls me his ray of hope; and his pinken every morning.

People ask me all the time; “Do I miss Texas?” I reply; I miss people; mostly my sons and family and my old friends. But my home is here now.

So there are moments so I might know that this is just the beginning, discovering that there are places beyond narrow one. I have seen massive green forest, farms and gardens, medieval castles, palaces and cathedrals.

I am American girl in Wales, where my duality is to reason all; it is one with every living breathing moving particle is one is the absolute. I will stay here and I have no desire to return to the States.

Duality is an illusion. It must be this narrow place inside me that contains my infinite love for one and the same. Julien is my gravity and advanced physics and mathematics.

Only when the heart has experienced longing or suffering and pain can we understand that what is important and that which hopes hangs onto, finding that love is the only shimmering effervescent realm of continual creation.

Note- “All the Colors of Green” is available at Amazon on Kindle.
Thank you to all my followers and for reading.

Enjoy!-
Love, M.

Chill With The Moon

“There’s an electricity in the moon. A pulse of magic, an energy. A bewitching entrancement unlike that of the sun.” ~ Unknown

The moon is for things unseen, things undone in the shadows and beneath the fog of night.

It’s for receding tides and waves upon rocky shores and pirates hidden coves — it’s for wild hearts and unconcerned minds.

It’s where plans are made in the dark and secrets revealed under the soft haze of light… it’s a reflection upon the water coming through the clouds long after dark.

Only after dark can we learn, absorb and study the effects of the day. It’s self reflection that we take the time to make.

Sometimes I get the urge to stay up late… that’s when the creative juices flow the most. It’s where I am left unencumbered by the craziness of day!

There is an attraction between the Moon and the Earth. The effects are not so obvious as an ocean tide. There are other forces are at work too.

We live on a peninsula; there is the bay, the channel and estuary and at night; there is the spherical symmetry of the atmosphere and lunar pressures; oscillations and pressure variations.

The weather phenomena’s are not conditional in Swansea. They are an exact and non-negotiable and we’re here in the middle of it.

And it is just fine with me to be under the moon in Wales with you.

Time to chill with the moon.

Wolfman Tribute

Peter Wolfe (Wolfman) is infamous for writing the song “For Lovers” together with Pete Doherty. During this time Wolfman created an original mixed media, oil.

The hand painted wood collage is elebrating the life of John Lennon on wood panel by Peter Wolfe (Wolfman). The subject matter speaks for itself.

Detailed accents, hand painted by the artist (who clearly recognises Lennon, adding just a little extra to this one of a kind custom piece.

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Artist: Peter Wolfe

Medium: Mixed Media Oil & Photo Collage on Wood Panel, Hand-painted with photos collaged – matte varnish finish.

Age: 1980’s

Framed: Yes – see photos – black/wood

Size: Painting 24″ x 36″

Condition: Good Vintage

Style: Realism – Music Themed

*Artist Background:

Peter Wolfe (Wolfman) recorded “For Lovers” together with Pete Doherty. Wolfe had written the song in the mid 1990’s.

This single was Wolfe’s biggest success as musician, reaching #7 in the UK Singles Chart.

The success of the single, which was nominated for an Ivor Novello Award for songwriting.

Wolfe was also the subject of a film documentary commissioned for The Other Side on Channel Four in the UK. The film was titled, “The Greatest Unknown Rock ‘n’ Roll Star.”

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Old Copper

Just an old vintage copper platter tray I found. It looked lonely laying there in that box on the ground. But somethings just appear out of nowhere; especially when your not expecting them to.

I felt an attraction immediately. I don’t know that there is anything special about this old copper platter. Perhaps, although it looks as if A king could have been served a leg of lamb from this platter.

Jim told me not to but it, but I did. Only a few shillings, (sterling) I think. He said it looks as if has been run over by a wagon train a few times.

It’s very old, yet it’s charm still remains. I bet it has a story. Probably goes back to the Dutch East Indies, but I don’t know. I found it in Amsterdam this summer. Brought it home and gave it some love and found the etchings. Maybe someone will know where it came from. I hope.

This is a round in diameter and it has a scalloped copper edge. The platter is intricately engraved writing. It is made of heavy gauge copper and is very sturdy.

I guess I will never know it’s past, but anyway I still love this old copper platter.

Japanese Imari

Imari porcelain was made in Japan and China beginning in the seventeenth century. In the eighteenth century and later, it was copied by porcelain factories in Germany, France, England, and the United States.

It was especially popular in the nineteenth century and is still being made. Imari is characteristically decorated with stylized bamboo, floral, and geometric designs in orange, red, green, and blue.

Japanese Imari had less details, darker colors, and less gold by the middle of the nineteenth century. The name comes from the Japanese port of Imari, which exported the ware made nearby in a factory at Arita.

Imari is now a general term for any pattern of this type

Strength in Knowledge 


It is rare if you find someone who can completely turn your world around, but to find someone who loves the same things as you like traveling, exploring, music, culture and the arts and adventure; I think is even more rare. 
We will tell each other things that we’ve never shared with another soul and together we will absorb everything. We will talk and actually you always want to hear more. 

We will share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and listen to all life’s experiences that have been thrown us. 

When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell me about it; knowing I will share in your excitement. 

You are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh when you make a fool of yourself. 

Never will I hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather we will build each other up and I will show you the things about yourself that make you so special and beautiful. 

There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what I will think of you because I love you for who you are. 

I think of you on every occasion and in everything I do. Simple things bring  you to my mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even looking back at you in the backseat sleeping on a long drive; you never complain. 

I opened my heart taking that there’s a chance for us and in our opening, we experienced a love and joy that neither of us ever dreamed possible. 

I find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow my heart to feel true pleasure that is so real.  

I find strength in knowing I have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. 

Thank you for sharing your life and world with me. 

About Adventure


There is something about an adventure
The beauty and elegance of the road,
Finding places unseen before,
Some more than a thousand years old.

When exploring these hemispheres
I feel there is an essence about it,
An existence not seen by all,
Discovering it’s secrets are sacred.

They exist though pale in the light,
You can see them moments before the dawn 
Just when the light graces the earth,
Wondering if heaven is like this.

I see the nested sparrows rising; 
Listening to the seagulls calling,
The doves cooing in the morning
And pigeons on a fence.

It is a life among mortals, untold
There we are sure to leave no traces,
Only wisdom and it’s full of love there
Guiding all beauty from going astray.

With hearts full of kindness
It’s a place devoid of hate,
And it’s there she loves him truly
And when he truly loves her.

With only one wish; is to the experience 
And to live in world of harmony,
Of peace, love and infinite spaces;
An adventure waiting to unfold.