Iris Eyes Are Smiling

Andy’s Mom loved these blue iris, something we had in common, as irises were one of my favorite flowers as a child. Back then, it was the bearded iris that held my interest – with their gloriously larger-than-life form (beard and all) along with their spicy fragrance. The garden at the Ko house had a border of bearded iris, where they bloomed right around the time the peonies were putting on their show, just before the Centaurea and their bee-enticing flowers came into play. 

As I grew older, and my gardening tastes refined, my preference for bearded iris shifted to the Siberian and Japanese varieties, which were more elegant, bloomed later in the season, but sacrificed some of that distinctive scent. Their foliage was also a deeper green, and much less rigid than the stiff swords of their bearded brethren. 

Andy brought this big bouquet of blue iris for our Sunday brunch a couple of weeks ago. We both needed a dose of spring. A few days of a fleeting February thaw weren’t enough; these flowers gave us happy hope. They remind us of sunnier days.

Luckily we also noticed that the light is lasting a few minutes longer with each passing day. The eyes of an iris look ahead to the spring, and so do we. 

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Winter Sky Illuminated

The sky in winter is usually more somber and subtle than the flaming sort of shows we get in summer, but every once in a while it does its best to thrill in the face of all the grey, especially when there are clouds with which to paint and play. I caught Andy looking wistfully out the window at the winter scene the other day; he loves summer best of all, when his back can be eased by a daily dip in the pool, or a bloom from a climbing rose can be clipped for his side table. I miss summer too. The good news is that we are almost halfway through the winter season. Days are elongating, and daylight lasts a few minutes more as we gradually gain speed to spring. The lion’s entrance of March is but a few weeks away…

“Sometimes I think, were I just a little rougher made, I would go altogether to the woods—to my work entirely, and solitude, a few friends, books, my dogs, all things peaceful, ready for meditation and industry—if for no other reason than to escape the heart-jamming damages and discouragements of the worlds mean spirits. But, no use. Even the most solitudinous of us is communal by habit, and indeed by commitment to the bravest of our dreams, which is to make a moral world. The whirlwind of human behavior is not to be set aside.”
― Mary Oliver, Winter Hours 

 

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Tiny Threads: An Insignificant Series

We could learn a lot from tulipmania, but we probably won’t.

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The Curves of a Tulip

In the practice of flower arranging, I find it best to be flexible. It is necessary to accept imperfections and unexpected changes, to go with the flow of where a bouquet wants to take you, rather than trying to tame an impossibly-wayward branch. There are people who will prune and clip and snip and cut to make a flower arrangement bend to their wish and whim; that’s never been my preferred method of putting nature on display.

A wonderful example of how cut flowers don’t always stay where they’re put is the tulip. From the end of the leaves, to the wildly curving stems, a tulip has a mind of its own, and shortly after being places just so in a bouquet, they will bend and twist based on light and shadow and their own internal machinations. I love them for it.

When bought in bud, you can put them into a strict structural arrangement, but after a day or two they will undulate and turn, shifting their petals and leaves and stems into a form that can best be described as yearning. For freedom, for sunlight, for beauty – only they know their motivation. It’s quite beautiful once you accept their refusal to stay committed to any single form or place.

In the “arrangements” you see here (if you can consider a bloom or two a proper arrangement), the tulips are just beginning their journey. They will soon curve their spines, lift their leaves, open their petals, and otherwise shift their shape throughout their life in a vase, and it will be an ever-changing display that irks those who demand compliance and delights those of us who embrace defiance.

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Tiny Threads: An Insignificant Series

A very sad story in only two words: Lost Dog.

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Eyes of Winter

Sometimes the best way to make it through the winter is in the planning and contemplation.

The thought of the once and future garden.

The curling and unfurling of smoke from a stick of incense.

The notion of a trip South where spring is already seeping into the promise of camellia blooms.

The gentle words of a poet.

 

Winter-Eyes
By Mary Oliver

 

In winter

all the singing is in

the tops of trees

where the wind-bird

 

With its white eyes

shoves and pushes

among the branches.

Like any of us

 

he wants to go to sleep,

but he’s restless –

he has an idea,

and slowly it unfolds

 

from under his beating wings

as long as he stays awake.

But his big, round music, after all,

is too breathy to last.

 

So, it’s over,

In the pine-crown

he makes his nest,

he’s done all he can.

 

I don’t know the name of this bird,

I only imagine his glittering beak

tucked in a white wing

while the clouds –

 

which he has summoned

from the north –

which he has taught

to be mild, and silent –

 

thicken, and begin to fall

into the world below

like stars, or the feathers

of some unimaginable bird

 

that loves us,

that is asleep now, and silent –

that has turned itself

into snow.

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Tiny Threads: An Insignificant Series

This touched me.

In a good way.

And I usually don’t like being touched. 

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Best Life Hack Ever? Quite possibly

Very rarely does one of those impossibly-hyped life-changing hacks you see online ever pan out into something that actually improves, or even changes, one’s life. This time, it’s different. And if you’ve ever been in the situation where you have received one of those all-purpose gift cards from Mastercard or Visa, but don’t know how to use it in tandem with your regular credit card online, this may help you out.

These general cards differ from the gift cards to specific stores in that they function more like credit cards, with strict limits. As such, they have to be used as the main credit card for online purchases, and most sites don’t allow you to split credit cards for a purchase as you would usually be able to do in person by asking the cashier to type in a specific dollar amount. If your purchase happens to go over the value of the gift card, it will be declined, even if you were planning to pay the difference with another card. That makes things difficult, particularly if you want to use the average gift card towards the purchase of something grander (which is often my case, because Tom Ford Private Blends require that little extra something to make their exorbitant cost more reasonable).

For that reason, I’ve always had problems with making the most out of these general gift cards. Often I would end up giving Andy the card and asking him to buy me something in exchange because it got to be too complicated to use them. This semi-quick fix allows you to use a general gift card in addition to whatever other online payment you wish to supplement your purchase.

The first step is to go to whatever site you want to buy from. If they offer gift cards for purchase, buy one in the exact amount of your general gift card, and then use that to pay for it. If it’s going right to you, you should receive an e-mail with the new card info in it. After that, simply add to your cart and when you’re ready to purchase, enter the store’s gift card in, and whatever supplemental method of payment you want to use. Normally there is no limit to however many store gift cards you can use. It’s a neat way to combine those general credit cards when you’re shopping online.

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Tiny Threads: An Insignificant Series

Me, to a co-worker decked out in a plaid flannel smock with pockets and ruching: “You are checking all the boxes to piss me off today.”

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The Hate Debate Over Adam Levine’s Nipples

We are definitely living in a toxic internet land. Once upon a time one could make an innocuous shirtless post about Adam Levine and have a few of his fans write something fun and nice and everyone would call it a day. Those who didn’t find Mr. Levine their cup of tea moved on without comment, because why would they even bother with something that didn’t interest them? Not so anymore. This post about Adam Levine performing at the Super Bowl, and this subsequent post about his shirtless appearance at said bowl, garnered some of the most polarizing views on any of my posts. (Let it be said that these were superficial shirtless posts – that’s sort of the point of the ‘Shirtless Male Celebrities‘ category. It’s not that deep.)

It did, however, bring up a more serious consideration in light of Mr. Levine baring both his nipples in his shirtless portion of the program.

A number of years ago, Janet Jackson was basically stoned for baring one half-second of a single nipple at the Super Bowl halftime show with Justin Timberlake. I posted the comment that it was a bit of a double standard, hashtagging the whole #FreeTheNipple movement. (Look it up – I’m not here to educate or enlighten – I’m here to entertain myself. Emphasis on myself.) Again, just my commentary on the fact that Ms. Jackson, or any female for that matter, would not be able to get away with showing their nipples during the Super Bowl. Rather than acknowledging this or engaging in a civil conversation, people immediately went into whether they loved it or hated it, whether they adored Adam or abhorred Adam, and suddenly a post on a shirtless Adam Levine was as divisive as political commentary. What the actual fuck?

Now, I’m not saying there isn’t time or space for serious discussion and contemplation here. But on a shirtless Super Bowl shot? If that riles you up so much, and if you have so much anger and annoyance that you simply must comment and piss other people off, then this really isn’t the place for you. Please, stop reading, unfollow and unfriend, block and push off, because I’m not here for that. Calm the fuck down and channel your energy into something better.

Like a mood-killer-filler blog post such as this.

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A Gratuitous GIF post of Chris Hemsworth

We don’t give Chris Hemsworth enough credit for cutting off his Thor hair and ending up even hotter. If you prefer his longer locks, check out this post, where he joins some shirtless brethren. Or this one where he keeps his long hair and shakes his ample ass for the camera. Or this bulge-tastic post of his, well, excessive crotch bulge. Or this simply shirtless one. The GIFs just keep on giving. (And check out his brother Liam Hemsworth in his underwear here.)

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Who Would Do Such a Thing?

People never fail to disappoint me.

Take this asshole for example.

They took up two parking spaces for no reason other than, presumably, to be a complete and utter asshole.

This was the busy parking lot of the Honest Weight Coop, close to the entrance, where every space counts, but this person felt they were important enough to merit two.

Shame.

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A Frosty Recap Made Hot By Adam Levine

The rollercoaster that is Northeast weather took a few ups and downs this past week, and quite frankly my mind is not quite equipped to make sense of it all. On a meteorologically stable day I can be prone to moodiness – throw in temperature shifts of 60 degrees from day to day and you’re looking at the makings of a mental/emotional vortex beyond the imaginings of your mind. Forewarned is fairwarned, especially when fair weather is not on the horizon. On with the Monday recap…

A simple but beautiful bouquet.

More beauty, honest beauty

A naked James McAvoy in motion. 

Virtual Sunday brunch.

February arrived without fanfare, but with a freeze.

Follow these Tiny Threads and keep warm. 

Shirtless malaise.

A One-Act Text Play.

Super Jock Post!

A shirtless Adam Levine took it off for his Super Bowl climax. 

Hunks of the Day included Bradley Cooper, Kyle Dean Massey, Ty Mitchell, Tyler Curry-McGrath, Aaron Tveit, Wilson Lai, Sean McVay, and Ted Rath.

 

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Adam Levine’s Shirtless Super Bowl Climax

It was a dreadfully dull and lackluster first half of the big football show, and for a moment it looked like the halftime show was going to be sucked into the boring proceedings, but right before the end of their performance, Maroon 5 kicked into ‘Moves Like Jagger’ and Adam Levine took off his shirt and showed off his tattoos and necklaces. (I liked the latter much more than the former.) It’s been far too long since Mr. Levine appeared here without some clothing (recall this epic naked ass GIF post). This will go some small way toward rectifying that. (Or visit this post to see some more.)

I still maintain that this is one big-ass double standard. Mr. Levine bared both his nipples, while Miss Jackson got in trouble for baring just one. I blame Justin Timberlake

 

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Super Bowl Jock Mania

My idea of the Super Bowl is the Academy Awards, so this is but a pre-show practice for that main event. There have been years when I’ve been more excited than others (ok, just the one year, when Madonna ran the halftime show) and quite frankly the blush is off the Patriots rose for me, but any opportunity for socially-acceptable gorging on Buffalo chicken dip is reason enough to celebrate in these parts. I’ll add some celery to go with my healthier living of late.

Looking back in the blog, something that is more often irksome than not, I see that there have been a surprising number of football-related posts. Not only for the obvious jockstrap features, but in the Hunk of the Day series and other miscellaneous entries. These are a few (ok, a lot of) examples of how the pigskin runs deep here:

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