Beach Combing. . .

Sea Stars among anemones” (Cannon Beach, August 2019) photo by Kay Jay

A garden of sea stars clinging to the same rock

as if cradled among aggregated anemones

that more truly await the return of the tide to submerge them

so they may open hungry;

Raggedy yet elegant, under salt water,

some kind of looking glass dahlias

fragile green as summer katydids

with no one the wiser to their predatory nature. . .

My lover pokes his finger into the soft tugging and says, “watch”

and I witness the longing

that can not be satiated nor understood by its own instinctual embrace,

Paralyzing to a lesser prey

so soon consumed.

He kneels in the sand to sketch our heart chakra rock,

that living rock

that changing rock

that sings at certain times in the morning

when he is still asleep and I am the only one making footprints in the sand,

walking along the shore

with circling grey-blue silver-white gulls and their speckled brown beggar offspring who’d ask the local crows for a hand out

if only they would oblige. . .

Our mecca

no matter the weather

He captures shapes quickly on his torn Arches

and promises to paint in the colors

later. . .

How his hair is the same as the gradients of gold

that darkens under the tide’s constant measure

and whitens where the sands bleach dry, closer to home. . .

The crinkle lines around his eyes, smiling

some sun rays

and the clouds so like his beard, puffy above

the folds of his dark blue denim, his broad shoulders

jacketing the distant hills in forest

and he turns to me

to look me in the eye

and he says, this is the place that makes lovers wanna kiss.

“Tide Pool Sea Star” #1 (Cannon Beach) August 2019 (photo) by Kay Jay
“Tide Pool Sea Star” #2 (Cannon Beach) August 2019 (photo) by Kay Jay
“Tide Pool Sea Star” #3 (Cannon Beach) August 2019 (photo) by Kay Jay
“Green Sea Anemones” (Cannon Beach Tide Pool) photo by Kay Jay
“HayStack Rock” (Cannon Beach) September 2019 (photo) by Kay Jay
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Some of What You Gonna Need…

“Cookie Cutters” (photo and baking) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Some of What You Gonna Need…” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Two and a half cups all purpose flour” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“One and a half teaspoons baking soda for good measure” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Half a teaspoon of salt more or less…” (photo) by Kay Jay August 2019
“Whisk your dry ingredients in a medium bowl” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Think of Love while whisking your dry ingredients” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Don’t walk on eggshells” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Can’t bake cookies without breaking a few eggs” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“One teaspoon vanilla (secret ingredient)” #1 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“One teaspoon vanilla (secret ingredient)” #2 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“One teaspoon vanilla (secret ingredient)” #3 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“One teaspoon vanilla and two eggs whisking” #1 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“One teaspoon vanilla and two eggs whisking” #2 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“One cup granulated sugar” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“One cup packed brown sugar” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Brown sugar lump and granulated sugar bed awaiting in a large mixing bowl” #1 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Whisk with your whole heart so the brown sugar and granulated sugar in a large mixing bowl combine” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Two sticks… slightly melted butter” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Butter and Sugar” #1 “Pouring”(photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Butter and Sugar” #2 “Whisking” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Beating two eggs and the secret ingredient vanilla into your Butter and Sugar” #1 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Beating two eggs and the secret ingredient vanilla into your Butter and Sugar” #2 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
Keep Whisking with Love” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“A tiny bubble” in One and a half cups or one jar of 16 ounce Adam’s Old Fashioned (no-stir) creamy peanutbutter” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Peanut butter spoon” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
Add peanut butter to large bowl ingredients (photo) by Kay Jay (August 2019)
“Two spoons (no more whisking)” photo by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Stir with peanut butter spoon” #1 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Stir with peanut butter spoon” #2 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Slowly” (pour in your dry ingredients) #1 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Slowly” (pour in your dry ingredients and stir) #2 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Slowly” (pour in your dry ingredients and stir) #3 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Slowly” (pour in your dry ingredients and stir) #4 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Slowly” (pour in your dry ingredients and stir) #5 “Every Last bit” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Slowly Stir” #1 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Slowly Stir” #2 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Trust yourself now” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“The Dough” (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Keeping it cool” (The Dough) after being covered in wax paper and a half an hour of refrigeration (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Sweet Balls” ice-cream scoop sized dough balls (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“A Perfect Fit” cookie cutter dough balls (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Almost Ready” cookie cutter dough balls (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Cross my heart” #1 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Cross my heart” #2 (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“Careful Not to Burn” bake at 350 degrees for 12 minutes (photo) by Kay Jay, August 2019
“My Heart is Yours” (peanut butter cookies made with love) photo by Kay Jay, August 2019
The Grateful Dead “Sugar Magnolia” (Live Music Audio) is being posted on Stitched in Stone for no commercial purpose.
Sugar Magnolia (Live at Fillmore East, New York City, April 1971) · Grateful Dead Ladies And Gentlemen… The Grateful Dead: Fillmore East, New York City, April 1971 ℗ 2000 Grateful Dead Productions, Inc. Writer: Bob Weir Writer: Robert Hunter Writer: Ron McKernan
Lyrics:
Sugar magnolia, blossoms blooming, heads all empty and I dont care, Saw my baby down by the river, knew shed have to come up soon for air. Sweet blossom come on, under the willow, we can have high times if youll abide We can discover the wonders of nature, rolling in the rushes down by the riverside. Shes got everything delightful, shes got everything I need, Takes the wheel when Im seeing double, pays my ticket when I speed She comes skimmin through rays of violet, she can wade in a drop of dew, She dont come and I dont follow, waits backstage while I sing to you. Well, she can dance a cajun rhythm, jump like a willys in four wheel drive. Shes a summer love for spring, fall and winter. she can make happy any man alive. Sugar magnolia, ringing that bluebell, caught up in sunlight, come on out singing Ill walk you in the sunshine, come on honey, come along with me. Shes got everything delightful, shes got everything I need, A breeze in the pines and the sun and bright moonlight, lazing in the sunshine yes Indeed. Sometimes when the cuckoos crying, when the moon is half way down, Sometimes when the night is dying, I take me out and I wander around, I wander round. Sunshine, daydream, walking in the tall trees, going where the wind goes Blooming like a red rose, breathing more freely, Ride our singin, Ill walk you in the morning sunshine Sunshine, daydream. sunshine, daydream. walking in the sunshine.

Such Sweet Thunder…

Left foot “Such Sweet Thunder” (dance step-quilt square) #3 by Kay Jay, July 2019

We live thru the thunderstorms,

the darkening skies,

the illumination of every strike and boom and all the crashing and the rolling,

and the down~

pours.

We live thru the full Buck moon;

We live thru the rise~

in humidity,

the record heat,

the barometric pressure of tossing and turning,

sleepless nights, kicking off the covers with our feet

and sweating the sheets

clinging

to the encompassing sound

and whirling air

of fan blades.

We live thru the tension in the air,

what is tight and withholding and impending…

And the explosive cycles

of delicate rose

budding

and blossoming,

all the blushing

and the hips.

“Blushing” Rose #1 (photograph by Kay Jay, July 2019)
The Duke Ellington and his Orchestra “Such Sweet Thunder” (Full Album audio) is being featured on Stitched in Stone for no commercial purpose. (Special thanks to Jarvis X for sharing the jazz tunes on youtube.)

Such Sweet Thunder is a Duke Ellington album, released in 1957. The record is a twelve part suite based on the work of William Shakespeare.

  1. “Such Sweet Thunder” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 3:22
  2. “Sonnet for Caesar” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 3:00
  3. “Sonnet to Hank Cinq” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 1:24
  4. “Lady Mac” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 3:41
  5. “Sonnet in Search of a Moor” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 2:22
  6. “The Telecasters” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 3:05
  7. “Up and Down, Up and Down (I Will Lead Them Up and Down)” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 3:09
  8. “Sonnet for Sister Kate” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 2:24
  9. “The Star-Crossed Lovers” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 4:00
  10. “Madness in Great Ones” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 3:26
  11. “Half the Fun” (Also known as “Lately”) (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 4:19
  12. “Circle of Fourths” (Ellington, Strayhorn) – 1:45

“Kiss and Tell…”

“Grapefruit Love” photograph by Kay Jay, June 2019
“Grapefruit Love (Strip Tease)” photograph by Kay Jay, June 2019
“Grapefruit Love (Offering)” photograph by Kay Jay, June 2019
“Grapefruit Love (Opening)” photography by Kay Jay, June 2019
“Grapefruit Love (Ravished)” photograph by Kay Jay, June 2019
“Grapefruit Love (Seed)” photograph by Kay Jay, June 2019
The Sade “Kiss of Life” (Music Audio) is being posted on Stitched in Stone for no commercial purpose.

The Best Time to Be Here…

“The Book of The Mountains” still life photograph by Kay Jay, June 2019
“The Book of The Mountains” (Quilt Reflections) still life photograph by Kay Jay, June 2019

The Best Time to Be Here

When we go to the mountain, my husband looks for bats, marked by fast fluttering and ditzy circles, high above us

and he does his best

calling for owls, which I adamantly denied were there, unwilling to humor him, for a full on eleven years, before there was one.

Naturally I had to confess, he was right

so that now when he who-who’s, I stop to listen for the response of any true witnesses in our fox-wedding church.

He’s reverent of the black-hooded juncos hopping across our path,

gingerly follows the lone red-headed sap-sucker hammering around the trunk of a Douglas fir until the bird loses its nerve for lack of privacy,

and stands mesmerized by the number of goldfinches ornamenting the branches of a plum tree and blackberry brambles he can’t wait for

to fruit

when we can forage like bears.

The aggressive squawking of a jay has his eyes rolling for the blue and he points at last to where the crows scold and angrily mob the brazen egg thief.

He spots a red tail hawk feather, and picks it up, cherishing it as a gift from his father.

A robin does its quick running-walk and snatches a plump earth worm,

song sparrows call out for love,

and humming birds throw kisses at us.

A sky of fleeting tangerine and pink salmon fire sun

sets through the black silhouetting trees

and he says to me, “There’s our light, sweetie. This is our time on the mountain.”

The Brandi Carlile “The Story” (Music Video)
is being posted on Stitched in Stone for no commercial purpose.

Head Over Heels (Doin’ the Hokey Pokey)

“Left Foot Crunge” (dance step-quilt square #2) by Kay Jay, June 2019

Head Over Heels (Doin’ the Hokey Pokey)

You say, hey sweetie, I want you to listen to this song, it reminds me of you,

and you sing those lines to me before you gently place needle against vinyl,

…and when she walks she walks

and when she talks she talks…

You say, hey sweetie, you remember the walks along the delta bed we took to the wood bridge?

Past the almond tree?

Where the jackrabbit took his chances in the fields and the sparrow hawk took his dives?

How the sun forced us to stare at our footsteps,

light was louder than sound

and we gushed about the colors of stones dancing with their own shadows?

Of course I do, I say, You held my hand until you had to share with the wildflowers I picked for your Pop

I set the daisies and clover blossoms, the Queen Anne’s lace and foxglove in a jar next to his chessboard,

and I asked you to teach me about seeing three moves ahead

to protect my king.

You smile your big beautiful smile and say, hey sweetie, you’re the only one that can do the Crunge

and nobodies business can follow your

ashiatsu

when you put your whole self in

and shake it all about...

The Jill Scott “A Long Walk” (music video)
is being posted on Stitched in Stone for no commercial purpose.

“Making Love”

“Making Love” #1 (angel cake heart) photo by Kay Jay, June 2019
“Making Love” #2 (strawberries and whipped cream angel cake heart) photo by Kay Jay, June 2019.
“Making Love” #3 (strawberry angel cake heart) photo by Kay Jay, June 2019
The Mary J. Blige “Ultimate Relationship (A.M.)” (music audio)
is being posted on Stitched in Stone for No Commercial Purpose.
“Love Bite” (strawberry angel cake bite) photo by Kay Jay, June 2019