A simple yet elegant oval vessel sink.
Vessel sinks make a statement in any bathroom. Notice how the counter does not compete for attention.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Not Your Father's Tent
Nomad Lifepod Yurt
Modern tree living. Not sure how you get in it though.
It must be for superman, spiderman, or vampires.
Modern tree living. Not sure how you get in it though.
It must be for superman, spiderman, or vampires.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
Happy New Year!
Quite frankly, I needed a new year.
I needed 2009 to be in the rear view mirror. Much has happened to me last year. Most of it unpleasant. There were silver lining moments. If I had to count them this instant, I would say 10 things. I guess last year wasn't that bad after all. It was without a doubt incredibly sad.
Now I'm really musing, which is not always a good thing. Today it is. (smile) I realize the many marvelous years I had. I will stop and rejoice in all the gifts the universe bestowed. There is always something positive to fill your soul.
After my first love crushed then stomped on my heart, I created a maxim from that emotional horror. "The sun always rises on a new day."
I thought that every day for months after that relationship ended. And the sun did. Funny the things you remember and when you remember them.
No matter your ease, your difficulty, your comfort, your hurt, your luck, your misfortune, your joy, your pain, your success, your failure, the sun rises on all of us - equally.
Let those beautiful rays shine and inspire us daily in 2010.
Happy New Year to All!
I know...
It's been awhile since I've posted, but Rome was not built in a day either.
After my father passed, I went into a somber state. I traversed the extensive landscape of the Valley of Sorrow. I have only now regained some measure of my spirit.
Interestingly enough it was a Christmas time epiphany. It occurred to me that my father would want me to be "in" life. The exact words that flowed across my mind and penetrated my world were, "It's life. Be in it."
At that moment, the shroud of pain, loss, and longing turned to peace, cherishing the memories, and honoring the cycle of life.
Death is part of life. I do not understand why. I reckon I'm not supposed to right now.
Therefore, it is our job to live. Fully.
I know that is what my father would want for all of us.
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