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Bird On A Wire
Ever since I visited the Warner House in Portsmouth, New Hampshire a few years back and saw the evocative portrait of Polly Warner, I’ve been intrigued with 18th and 19th century paintings of…
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The Color Inside My World
Yesterday the color was snow. White and pristine, missing at Christmas but present for my daughter’s birthday on Epiphany, another holy day. We took the train to Boston along with my sister in…
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A Crystalline January
“Your holiday guests have departed and the house at last, is still. A piano sonata is gently tinkling from the stereo and the fragrance of flowers fills the air. A fire simmers in…
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A Sister’s New Year
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language; And next year’s words await another voice; And to make an end is to make a beginning… T.S. Eliot ~ The new year beckoned…
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On the Twelfth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This young woman reminds me of a Grace Livingston Hill heroine. Maybe it’s because of the lovely church in the background. Grace’s protagonists were all believers. If the old Victoria magazine had lasted…
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On the Eleventh Day of a Feminine Christmas
This illustration is feminine Christmas at its best. Her chic red dress and winter-white coat make a beauty mark on the snowy landscape. But it’s her serene and peaceful face that brings the…
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On the Tenth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This woman hasn’t quite finished her shopping yet. I felt like her yesterday as I finally crossed the last person off my list. I’m curious, do you buy as much as you used…
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On the Ninth Day of a Feminine Christmas
The cover of this Seventeen has effervescent colors and a darling imaginary tree. It is dated 1956, a time when Christmas meant formals and ballgowns. I especially like the soft cream colored one…
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On the Eighth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This image was once made into a darling Christmas card which my sat on my grandmother’s mantel throughout the holidays. Even as a child, I knew what was going on. I believed in…
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On the Seventh Day of a Feminine Christmas
It’s hard to believe that at one time a bottle of Chanel #5 perfume could be purchased at the local drugstore for about $5.00. Today I would love to at least see more…
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On the Sixth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This little lady is selling ornaments. I like to imagine she is at one of those marvelous outdoor European Christmas markets. I don’t believe there are many outdoor markets in my neck of…
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On the Fifth Day of a Feminine Christmas
As a lullaby, I often sang “Away in a Manger” to my daughter and not just at Christmas. It was the only song I could sing on key and the melody is slow…
