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Showing posts with label Isles of Shoals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Isles of Shoals. Show all posts

10/23/11

In Praise of Moodling

“So you see, imagination needs moodling – 
long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering.” 
— Brenda Ueland

Where do you 'moodle'?

. . . . I 'moodle' in a rocking chair looking out towards White Island from Star.


 
  . . . . I 'moodle' in nearly any room in my house 

. . .  'moodling' a day away is very easy on Star Island.


.  . . .or on Long Sands Beach

8/21/09

Some days . . .

Kittery Maine;
A park along a reservoir north of Manchester NH
Elm Brook Park, Hopkinton, NH
Waterville Valley, NH
Looking towards the Isle of Shoals

8/6/09

A meditative morning

over on Star Island
as the day awakens
the only sounds are the sea and birds

it is near to perfection

6/5/09

A spring picnic -- ushering in summer activities

It was a beautiful spring day.
Clear and cool, sunny and bright with brisk breeze.

We packed up a picnic, some books and set out for Fort Foster
in Kittery and an afternoon of sun and relaxation.
From this point at Fort Foster one is looking east
and south towards the Isles of Shoals.

Larry:
post-sausage-grilling and flageolets in garlic, tomatoes and wine.
Fully sated. Soaking up the sun. Reading Rex Stout.
I went looking for a less windy spot and
found this one just over the hillock from Larry.
My view was towards pier where children and their families often crab
and the lane going to the main part of the park.

5/26/09

Concertina book

An homage to Celia Thaxter
19th Century poet, artist, gardener,

5.5x24 inches
12 collaged panels

Cotton, silk, antique lace, antique doily,
buttons, beads, embroidery,
photo images of Celia's garden, web images of Celia and son

Daughter of Thomas Leighton, Celia was born in Portsmouth NH but lived for most of her life on the Isles of Shoals, a series of small islands nine miles off the coast where her father became keeper of the White Island light.

It was there that she met Levi Thaxter, a Bostonian near-do-well who came to tutor Celia and her brothers. She was romantically attracted to Levi and married him while still in her teens.

Celia's marriage to Levi was sad and disappointing.She disliked living away from the sea. While in suburban Boston, they lived in house purchased for them by Levi's parents and had two sons. They were often quite destitute as Levi was a poor provider.

However, these difficult years of longing were overshadowed by Celia's growing fame as a writer of prose and poetry. Her work, initially published by the Atlantic Monthly, became widely known and read and she later published small volumes. It was her writing and her delicate painting on china that sustained the family financially.

But it was her role as salon hostess on Appledore that brought joy to her. It was there that the most celebrated artists and writers of the day came seeking the cool fresh ocean breezes. Childe Hassam, Ralph Waldo Emerson and others among the intelligensia of the day were entertained in her salon which is said to be among the first of the artist colonies in the America.
Celia is also know for her garden which survives still due to the diligent efforts of the Rye Garden Club and others who re-claimed it from brambles and gave it new life using Celia's precise plans and drawings from her book, An Island Garden.


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