Archive | February, 2013

Mr. Owl Steampunk

24 Feb

I’m sick 😦  Sore throat, stuffy nose, feeling a little loopy, and so very sleepy.

Here is a Steampunk Owl I found by zeppeus on Deviantart because I just really love owls.

Mr, Owl Steampunk by Zeppeus

Handcrafted Steampunk Boots

22 Feb

These “Homeless Boots” are one of a kind, handcrafted, and oh-so-lovely.

They scream Steampunk and beg to be worn with leggings, skirts, jeans, and maybe even a kilt.

Pardon me while I drool over them…

Inspiration Station

21 Feb

New York City is one of my favorite places in the world.  I love the history, architecture, people, and the attitude.  You can find anything or anyone there.  It is magical.

Michael Bradley – Time Traveler is a favorite blog of mine.  Check out his post on Secret New York Locations.  It’s got my wheels turning and I’m bursting with stories to fill these places with.

My favorite thing he highlights is the Underbelly Project.  A “secret” gallery in an abandoned subway station filled with over 100 pieces street art.  One day I want to be as brave as these artists.  Make something for the love of art.  Do something for ourselves and jealously guard the secret only a special few are privy to.

Trials and Tribulations of Reading Before Bed

19 Feb

Snuggled in bed with warm, soft blankets wrapped tightly around me.  Only my head and pajama clad arms stuck out.  Black coffee on the nightstand with curls of steam swirling in the air above my mug.  Donut on a small plate beside me.  Book open on my lap.  Slightly yellowed pages are soft and densely packed with words ready to transport me to another time, another life.

Then I am lost.  Bedside lamp gone.  Husband’s snoring disappeared.  The dog at my feet, nothing more than a sleeping foot warmer, forgotten.

I am a confederate soldier kissing my mama goodbye for the last time, marching north with my best friend.  We are both 13, young, naïve, and terrified.  Not even sure what we are fighting for, we leave to do our ‘duty’ and become real men.  My best friend is shot and killed by Yankee soldiers…

The real world comes into focus like a slap in the face as I drop the book.  My eyelids open and I try to finish the page, but I drift off into a sleep that lasts only a minute.  The mug still sits on my nightstand.  Steam long gone and the coffee is cold.  My donut is stale around the edges where I nibbled a few bites.

I force my eyes to focus on the coffee.  Sip a few bitter gulps, eat the donut.  Anything to stay awake.  What will happen to my confederate soldier without his friend?  I dive back into the book, read a sentence, try to get through a paragraph, drift off again.  The book falls, but this time I catch it with a groan and give up.  The light goes out, I roll over and hug my dog who has scooted up beside me, and go to sleep.

Happy Valentines Day

14 Feb

Hope everyone is having a warm snuggly Valentines day with someone special.

Happy Valentines Day by DreampunkGeek - Anna Van Skike

Happy Valentines Day by DreampunkGeek – Anna Van Skike

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