Sunday, July 21, 2013

Halloween in July?!

Every now and then, when the summer days get especially long and everyone starts getting on everyone else's nerves, I take a personal time-out and head on over to the craft store--not to buy anything (though Goddess knows I will), but simply to walk up and down the aisles, surrounded by the scents of ribbons and wreathes, bundled cinnamon sticks and artificial flowers (the smell of craftiness, my friends) with no kids in tow, and no one to please but myself.  Yesterday was one of those days.  Grumpily I walk into the store, inhale, exhale and all the grumpiness seemed to fade a bit.  And then I saw it...
No no no!  This cannot be!!  It's the middle of July and yet there it was--a shelf full of Halloween chotchkes just sitting there--taunting me.
Oh, they start harmlessly enough.  A shelf here, a charming motif there.  Snuggled up next to the school supplies they lurk, waiting for an unsuspecting Halloweenophile to bring them home.  I was strong this time--no way was I going to succumb to the orange, black and purple lure of my favorite holiday.  It's July for Goddess' sake!  I've been down this path before.  I know where it leads.  Madness!
 OK, that's an exaggeration.  For me, these early displays lead to something much worse--Halloween burn-out.  It amazes me, even in my conservative neck of the woods, how much attention is given to this most pagan of holidays.  July through October.  Even Christmas only gets a couple of months of mass marketing, barely enough time for Yule burn-out if you ask me.

But I know, sadly, that by late August my resolve will weaken.  I'll just go into the craft stores for a little Halloween "fix."  Not to buy anything of course--just to set off all of the motion-sensor decorations and run.  But this is a gateway drug for me, and if I'm not careful, by October 31, instead of enjoying the day, I'll already be pulling down cobwebs and throwing out candy corn. 

Friday, July 12, 2013

In Memoriam

 You know, every now and then you meet someone who makes your day just a little better just by being kind.  The woman you pass every morning on the subway.  The kid who waves at you through the bus window just because you are wearing a cool hat.  The old man on the running trails who always has an encouraging word as you work through your final mile.

Today I found out that my kind stranger passed away and I am saddened.  I only new this man through exchanged good mornings, and yet these good mornings spanned years. 

Rest in peace Dr. G.

Owls, Owls Everywhere

One of my favorite things about my home is the pair of screech owls who sing to each other each winter outside of my bedroom window in the winter.   It's summer now, and uncomfortably hot and humid outside so no owl song for me tonight, but I am seeing owls everywhere lately--in fashion, home decor, garden design.  Maybe it's just me.

The owl has long been the embodiment of the mysterious.  With it's nocturnal lifestyle, huge eyes and haunting song, how could it not be?  Every culture seems to have an owl tradition.  In Greek mythology, the owl is sacred to Athena, goddess of wisdom and war.  In Celtic mythology Blodeuwedd was turned into an owl for her treachery against Lleu, the Many Skilled.  Among the Aborigines of Australia, owls represent the souls of women (bats are the souls of men).

Whatever the reason, if you love owls, now is a great time to add them to your decor--they're EVERYWHERE!

Duvet Cover--urbanaccentshome
Larger Image
Eagle Owl silkscreen print
Silkscreen Print--Verity James

Owl Table Lamp - Gunmetal/Natural
Owl Lamp West Elm