Caught My Eye

Life On Van Island While I’ll never waver in my love of classic white subway tile, these subtle patterns have me seriously reconsidering the merits of cement encaustic tile. Maybe not as flash-in-the-pan trendy as I thought?

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Only In Sleep

Ēriks Ešenvalds’ setting of Sara Teasdale’s nostalgic poem, “Only In Sleep” was recently recorded by the Choir of Trinity College Cambridge under the direction of Stephen Layton. The result is simply stunning.

Only in sleep I see their faces,
Children I played with when I was a child,
Louise comes back with her brown hair braided,
Annie with ringlets warm and wild.

Only in sleep Time is forgotten—
What may have come to them, who can know?
Yet we played last night as long ago,
And the dollhouse stood at the turn of the stair.

The years had not sharpened their smooth round faces,
I met their eyes and found them mild—
Do they, too, dream of me, I wonder,
And for them am I too a child?

Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

Caught My Eye

Life On Van Island Patterned dining room chairs. Not sure about practicality but I love the look.

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Caught My Eye

Life On Van Island I saw this light fixture and was utterly transfixed. Jeff saw it and asked “Where do you put the lightbulb?” Such practicalities aside, this is still my kind of chandelier. It’s “Calligraphy” by Corbett Lighting

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