dreamlands

the 'worlds' most crooked street. i'm not sure if you can get a glimpse from this photo of this magnificent winding road. i wondered about the persons who live here in these beautiful homes. who are they? do they love it? what do they do for fun? how did they land such a gorgeous space? most fun was a lovely lady walking with her 2 little girls asking people where they were from. it turns out we were so many from so many different places; germany, india, japan...


like this house... who lives here?!

i'm especially attracted to doorways these days. i supposed as an opening, an invitation, a beginning (sometimes an ending) into... i like to hold my friend's dreams in my heart. together we talk and think and try to find a way to edge closer to our dreams. these days my friend h. is thinking of her 'next move.' what will it be, what will she do... she has some ideas, hopes, dreams... these days exactly she's waiting for a yes to begin her next 'project.' she's afraid and doubtful, i on the outside, maybe a bit more objective can see no reason why not, and almost every reason why she should receive a yes in response to her request. i am hoping she has a chance to walk through a new doorway and get closer to her dream...

love is an attempt to change a piece of a dream-world into reality. ~henry david thoreau

hello again

san francisco is a city where people are never more abroad than when they are at home. ~benjamin f. taylor

i'm back from san fran! indeed. it is said san francisco is our most european city here in the states. it really is quite beautiful, i must say. sometimes i ask myself wouldn't it be nice to settle in a place that is not as busy as nyc... and i think it will be a question that i live with and love for a bit of time. san francisco is tempting. it has many things a city girl loves while at the same time not as hectic. though this is from a visitors point of view.

here standing one of san fran's many hills, the golden gate bridge is hiding in the midst of the fog...

it was a surprise, i'd heard about a gorgeous church on the campus of stanford, and here just outside are sculptures made from casts of rodin. the arts center at stanford university has the largest collection of rodin outside of paris... the gorgeous sunshine is the sweetest work of art as well.

trying to remember, is this lombard street, or is it a lovely corner on stanford university's campus... don't remember. being in california, the look of it, reminds me so much of the look of southern spain. not necessarily the architecture, but the bright blue sky, the warmness in the air, pretty colours and flowers all around...

as the time passes and i get settled in, i'll try and share some more insights about this special place...

'san francisco itself is art, above all literary art. every block is a short story, every hill a novel. every home a poem...' ~william saroyan

i look so forward to connecting with you all again. i'll be peeping in to see what you are up to.

bisous!

when in san francisco...

i'm off to san francisco. it's my first time. as it is thought of as the u.s. city with the most european style i am interested to see and experience it. i hear about the beautiful colourful victorian houses, cable cars, the golden gate bridge, hilly hills to walk up with great effort, art and delicious cuisine in abundance... on va voir!

i'll share some pictures of the journey with you when i return. and in the meantime i hope to be able to pop in to share some of my daily experiences...

and of course, to stop by and say hello on the blogs i enjoy visiting.

until soon... and have a wonderful week.

love the questions...

this is a picture of my dream. can you imagine? i dreamed i was in a clearing in the woods, there alone beneath the trees. though i did not know where i was, i was also unsure of where i might be going. actually for the moment i wasn't going anywhere. only still. there. content. well for the moment where i am, while at the same time finding comfort in the light, streaming in from up ahead...

'have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language.' ~rilke

may you be well where you are, and may hope accompany you in your dreams.

bon week-end!

have a sweet weekend. how you choose to spend your time is your business... what happens in your local wine spa... stays, no one has to know...
wine spa in japan

most unusual...

when asked to think of my most unusual memory, for some reason a memory that never happened came to mind. i remember the first time i heard about the elephant march into manhattan, i thought how unusual, i want to see that. but then i remembered i never did go see the elephants as they came through and out of the queens midtown tunnel, as they do every year, on their way to madison square garden for the ringling bros. and barnum bailey circus. the thought of the elephants locked in the life of the circus when they

could be running free was heartbreaking. because the mind is a funny thing, at least mine is, i connected this thought and i shared the memory of when i was a little girl in second grade. we had a little puppy that got sick and for some reason it was taken away. i think i was too young to remember the details. i went to school the next day and put my head down on the desk and cried. mr. debellous could not stop me from crying. he called my mom, and she came to talk to me. i remember standing there in the hallway, outside the classroom as she explained to me what had happened and somehow i understood that the puppy was going to be alright. my heart lifted and i could smile again. i wonder what she said, i don't really remember. but for some strange reason i keep my distance from all animals. i think somewhere in my little heart i'm afraid to fall in love with them again, as they may be taken away.

some years ago, i was asked to go the circus. i said 'i don't like the circus,' even though i had never been. i was talked into going to cirque de soleil. this circus i love. it's creative and beautiful and i felt like that little girl who finally had her chance to go to the circus.

first image above from cirque de soleil and baby elephant from m. skovgaard

been raining

the best thing one can do when it rains, is to let it rain. ~longfellow

to do at some moment on sunday
1. curl up on sofa
2. nice book
3. tea

hope your day is sweet, rainfall or sunshine, whichever one finds you...