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| Stones and poetry book in Marly's writing room. |
THE LYDIAN STONES will begin on my birthday and is meant as a gift to readers and those who love all branches of the arts. Please e-follow or plan to visit on the 22nd, when the first pebble will be tossed onto the site of a future cairn made up of many stones, bright or dark, memorials and markers of encounters with beauty and shapeliness.
Future posts will appear on Tuesdays as well... I am mulling which one to post first. Not the one somebody did relating to me--that would be immodest, even on a birthday. Maybe one that has music and poetry. Always good to have a little music on one's natal day.
Future posts will appear on Tuesdays as well... I am mulling which one to post first. Not the one somebody did relating to me--that would be immodest, even on a birthday. Maybe one that has music and poetry. Always good to have a little music on one's natal day.
Lovely! I will return.
ReplyDelete"Lydian Stones" are new to me (thanks for the definitions) and a wonderful name and image for your new and second blog. Looking forward to the treasures to come!
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ReplyDeletemarja-leena, I am glad to see you here, there, everywhere...
Happy birthday my dear Marly. My gift to you will be late. Well, you knew it would be didn't you? I am not timely with the posting of parcels. Anyway, it will be nice to have a surprise once the general brouhaha and the frolics are over.
ReplyDeleteI loved your description of the treasures Mike brought from Morocco, and shall imagine you today sashaying around in jewel-embellished curl-toed sandals, trailing airy scarves and the heady spiced scents of the bazaar. You will no doubt crush indigo into rose-water with pestle and mortar, and have handmaidens trace a lacy filigree of midnight blue onto your face and arms so that you will look as though you have been night-veiled by the most cunning couturier. There will no doubt be a banquet of fragrant Moroccan delicacies prepared by Mike. Spit-roast lamb. Cous-cous stained with saffron and studded with pomegranate seeds and candied fruits. Sweet almond milk to drink and light-as-air pastries dripping with syrups. How I wish I could be there.
Have a wonderful day with your family. Peter and I send oceans of love.
Clive,
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I'm afraid the main celebration will be Saturday, as the youngest will be going to Rome after school for wrestling weigh-in, and the middle one must be fetched home and then there's Thanksgiving... But I shall do my best to live up to your splendid imaginings!