Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Putting on the Ritz



Yes,
we'll take it.
Wouldn't you?
I'm in a Paris state of mind...
I'm going to stay here,
if only for a few days...
Dreaming...
Relaxing...
Dreaming...
Dreaming...
Armchair trips are really a wonderful way to unwind...
Don't you agree?!!


Blessings
Yaya

Yesteryear





Once upon a time,
with the hectic world clamoring for their attention,
they needed time for rejuvenation.
Imagine arriving in Paris,
snow covered, glistening like diamonds...
All dressed for Christmas.
The most enchanting city in the world...
Deep in the heart of Paris,
their hotel was old, elegant, and cozy.
Their room had a gas fireplace,
overstuffed chairs,
books...
The gas fireplace was blazing away when they arrived,
casting a golden glow on the beautiful ornate bed
of down comforters, and pillows.
There was a French vanity table,
matching chintz drapes and spread...
A balcony window,
french doors...
Such a dreamy, French room...
And the view!!
Paris....glistening in the snow....dressed for Christmas.
"How beautiful to be in love with someone,
and some place,
and to have them both."
Paris.
Yesteryear.


Blessings
Yaya

Monday, November 28, 2011

Colors of the Season



Evenings in autumn...
Kissed with amber golden light...
Hues of russet, and spice...
Dancing fire light...
Motoring through the countryside,
stopping at old inns along the way.
A trip to the mountains,
transporting me into a few days of solitude...
Curling up with a good book,
an old cashmere throw,
and a glass of burgundy by the fire...
I want to slow down for just a day or two,
holding on to autumn...
This "in-between" time...
Just after Thanksgiving,
but weeks before Christmas.
Once recharged,
how good it will be,
to
dress the old country house
in
Christmas Time colors...
Red and green..
Plaids and burlap...
Sugarplums and candy canes...
Old-fashioned colors of the season..
That is what I will use this year.

Blessings
Yaya

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Pleasures And Gratitude

Early morning light dancing across the old wood floors...
The smell of coffee drifting throughout the country house...
Bedrooms filled with family...
Bacon, German sausage balls, skillet fried potatoes,
and freshly baked bread...
A tiny breakfast table placed in front of the fireplace...
Rain...
We sit, sipping coffee, talking, watching the weather...
A plane to catch...bags to pack...a chance of snow...
So many pleasures...
So much gratitude...


Blessings
Yaya