Posted by: Juliann Budimir | June 28, 2020

Blooming

They blossom in an untouched world

Living faintly-scented dreams

Flowers in full-flush glory

As summer blooms from spring

Juliann Budimir, June 28, 2020.  All rights reserved.

Photo by Juliann Budimir, June 2020. All rights reserved.
Photo by Juliann Budimir, June 2020. All rights reserved.
Photo by Juliann Budimir, June 2020. All rights reserved.
Posted by: Juliann Budimir | April 22, 2020

The Air We Breathe

The air I breathe
Gives life where
Lungs expand like clouds
Stretching across the horizon

I breathe in days
Of freshly scrambled eggs
And toast shared over smiles
In the morning light

We delight in lazy afternoons,
Long, lakeside walks
The smell of warm pines
Their needles crunching beneath our feet

The air we breathe
Propels us through the night
As music wafts through French doors
And curtains sway in the breeze

The warmth of your hand on my back
Is imprinted on my memory
I feel your touch in my mind
As the flesh falls away

In the pandemic
The air we breathe
Takes life away
And shriveled lungs
Search in silence
Across deserts left in dismay.

Juliann Budimir, April 21, 2020.  All rights reserved.

Photo by Juliann Budimir, April 2020. All rights reserved.
Posted by: Juliann Budimir | April 11, 2020

Promise

From the quiet corners of our worlds, we take collective flight in the clouds and take hope in the promise of acanthus yet to bloom.

Photo by Juliann Budimir

What things do you appreciate even more than before?

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Acanthus – Photo by Juliann Budimir

Words and photos by Juliann Budimir, April 8, 2020.  All rights reserved.

Posted by: Juliann Budimir | April 6, 2020

Reflections

We became shadows of our past, reflections longing for Technicolor light and moonlit nights when we danced in each other’s arms.  Instead, we see pines in sidewalk puddles, our heads bent, independent and alone.  How long will it be before we see the stars? 

Words and photo by Juliann Budimir, April 6, 2020.  All rights reserved.

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Posted by: Juliann Budimir | April 5, 2020

Freedom – What do you miss?

Remembering times, not carefree, but free.  Succulents filled photos splashed by the sun and long walks knew no end.

Words and photos by Juliann Budimir, July 2019. All rights reserved.

Succulents along the cliffs in Santa Monica, California
The Santa Monica pier

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Posted by: Juliann Budimir | April 4, 2020

Freedom

Remembering times, not carefree, but free.  Succulents filled photos splashed by the sun and long walks knew no end.

Words and photos by Juliann Budimir, July 2019. All rights reserved.

Photos by Juliann Budimir, July 2019. All rights reserved.

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Posted by: Juliann Budimir | March 31, 2020

Solitary Sunset

In reclining orange light I sink into the night and dream of days holding hands other than my own.

Solitary Sunset – photo by Juliann Budimir, March 30, 2020.

How are you adjusting to this new way of life in the midst of the pandemic? What joys have you found to replace the things you loved to do before the quarantine?

Words and photo by Juliann Budimir, March, 2020.  All rights reserved.

Posted by: Juliann Budimir | March 27, 2020

Hope

Celebrating good news and a wonderful view!

Photo by Juliann Budimir, March 26, 2020. All rights reserved.

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Posted by: Juliann Budimir | March 24, 2020

Waiting to Bloom

Smiles from the depths burst forth in flowers

In hopes we will bloom again

Words and photo by Juliann Budimir, March 24, 2020. All rights reserved.

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Posted by: Juliann Budimir | March 2, 2020

Sound O

I’m feeling nostalgic that The Sound of Music was released 55 years ago today.  I was inspired to write about its importance in my life and about those who shared in its joy.

Christopher Plummer and Julie Andrews on the set of The Sound of Music

Today marks the release, more than half a century ago, of one of my lifelong favorite films, The Sound of Music.  My dearest friends and I used to play the roles of the children (I was always Liesl), and we used to sing and perform the musical numbers until our Gretl scooted up the stairs one by one to “So Long, Farewell.” 

As I grew older, The Captain became more and more dashing to my eyes, and a secret swoon filled my heart.  But above all, it was Julie Andrew’s sparkling Maria that gave the movie its unending life and made it a joy to watch to this day. 

It was an unrivaled treat to meet her in the recording studio when I was eight years old or so and my dad, Dennis Budimir, was playing guitar on her latest album.  Julie Andrews was lovely and kind and eating a bit of ice cream in between songs.  I have seen her several times since, onstage at The Festival of Books, and always remember that time when she gave me the rest of her ice cream.

Words by Juliann Budimir, March 2, 2020

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