Things Paulette Motzko Loves….
Written New Years Eve 2012
Fresh baked bread nestled in a basket with its aroma luring you to taste.
Carnivals, cotton candy, and children smiling and adults feeling as if they were young.
Any pier with salt scented air, and wind swept hair blowing looking out at the big expanse of blue.
Stationery and hand written letters written with calligraphy pens to written to someone special.
Country stores and wooden bins filled with colorful candies, friendly salespeople eager to sell.
A pot of tea steeping while my guests await the soothing flavor the conversation and company is better than the tea.
45 records and memories of the days when I put one on the big stereo and played the song back.
My mother with her sweet smile and emerald green eyes. She is the reason I turned out the way I did. Without her I wouldn’t value what I do.
Recipes and dishes from long ago, recreated meticulously by their creators, bits of history and culture you can taste.
Synphoniums and music boxes that play angelic melodies and make my soul smile.
Player pianos and ragtime music that plays an elite syncopation in quadruple meter.
Books with pages and a cover, each one holding its own world inside with characters, players, poets and biographies. Computers will never take them over because they never need electricity, you can take them anywhere, and anyone can afford at least one.
To be continued….