Sunlight-Colored Roses

A sanctuary for dreams and shadows

  • Makeup and skin care

    Torrential rain this morning. I got some new beauty products last night: Salma Hayek’s Nuance Anti-aging eye cream. Maybelline 24-hour concealer Two NYC lip glosses in Honey on the Hudson and Coffee Break. Cover Girl blush in Iced Cappuccino. My hair has become so red I am wearing brown color products now. The peach I normally… Continue reading

  • Black

    Tonight I continued knitting my black shirt, sitting on the front porch. Then, I walked down to the pond and there I saw a large vulture eating a snake. Continue reading

  • Glynni Whitethistle

    I came up with Glynni’s name from the Elven Names guide on Candlekeep. Her dark brown eyes arrived last week, vintage acrylic with subtle purple flecks. Last weekend I made Glynni a dress from one of my old aprons. I tried to use as much as the handmade trim as I could. Most of the… Continue reading

  • Coffee with Chèvre

    I’m sitting in a Starbucks. I brought Chèvre with me, and he is doing really well. He’s sitting at my feet acting just like he does at home, and one of the baristas brought him a bowl of water in one of those oatmeal cups. Continue reading

  • Reflections

    Being a Lightworker, focusing only on Angels, Light deities, I can’t sustain that. Something in me craves darkness, the solace of cemeteries, reminders of death and symbols, like vampires, of the destructive nature that is a part of me. I’m not Wiccan, I’m not Buddhist. It hurts not to belong to anything, but I have… Continue reading

  • I feel a little anxious about Gaston and Chèvre, though the last two nights they have slept peacefully. Chèvre claimed the little dog bed I brought home for Gaston. I was afraid there would be a fight, but Gaston curled up next to it. Continue reading

  • “And I want so much to believe

    That I won’t disappear in the water. That I won’t always be swimming against the tide.” –Darren Hayes, “Taken by the Sea” I have met the same people over and over again. When I was a child I had a parakeet that was precious to me. She died in an accident that was my fault. My… Continue reading

  • I feel I've lost touch with you, but we will reconnect now

    I avoid posting when I am in a perfectionist mood. I am sloppy, messy, irresponsible, with the chores not done. I’m procrastinating on getting home. Last night I lay awake picturing the sun-baked pagodas lying in Pagan, Burma. I could feel warm wind on my face and an expanse where I was surrounded by ruins, and… Continue reading

  • Beauty shopping

    CVS still carries my favorite brand of Lumene skin care, though not the cosmetics. Months ago I tried the Lumene beauty drops. It was the first facial serum I had used, and I loved it. I carried it in my purse, and when I needed to do errands after work I would use it to… Continue reading

  • Night Birds

    Oriente handled an old silk dress carefully in white cotton gloves, the disposable kind that fitted loosely over her fingers. Her heavy round glasses were perched on the end of her nose, her hair carefully wound to the top of her head to prevent escaping strands, though half had fallen hours ago and she had… Continue reading

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