Enchanted

I thought I 'd take advantage of this rainy afternoon to blog about my favorite book and movie of all time.....Enchanted April.

I remember the very first time I watched the movie several years back on cable. I've always loved flicks that take place in England in the early 20th century, however little did I know that this one film would stir within me so many emotions all at once.

I do not want to spoil it for those who have not seen it or read the book, so I shall keep this as short and sweet as possible.

Four women who were strangers to one another embark on a getaway trip to Italy to a castle they rented together....basically to get away from the humdrum of their daily lives in England. Two of them have a less than satisfactory marriage. The other two, one a socialite tired of the "grabbing men" and the other a lonely old widow living in her literature past, complete the foursome.

Their unique personalities seem to clash at first, but not for long. The ambiance within and without the castle "San Salvatore" is purely beautiful and magical. It seems to be, as Lottie puts it "a tub of love", for before you know it, both Lottie and Rose invite their husbands to come and partake of the magic. There is no loathing, no bitterness there. Love abounds within the flowers and the air.

For those 93 minutes of the film, I was Lottie....wanting to get away and discovering something so beautiful and inspiring......LOVE.

Imagine a place like that existed. Where upon awaking in the morning and looking out your window, you are greeted by a landscape akin to a painting. A place where one does not have to speak words of love in order to feel them. Heck, a place where a woman doesn't have to spell it out to her man that she loves him...for he becomes a willing recipient of its spell. Oh how delightful and lovely.

The colors and visual cinematography is a feast for the eyes and soul. There is beauty throughout the whole film....at least to me there is. *smiles*

I'm a romantic in so many ways....if you are too, this film is for you.

Oh...please, read the book first if you so desire. The author is Elizabeth Von Arnim. I've picked up three antique copies for myself...one from 1922 published in England. Can you tell I just love Enchanted April?

Today I'm inspired....I'm going to make my home a tub of love!!!

Oh! The rain has stopped and the sun is out. *sigh*

I wish you all love!

xoxo
Miss Sandra

Sunday

Sunday...lovely Sunday.

I sit here at my kitchen table, still in my robe, and having
a cup of tea. Mr. Knightley is curled up on the chair beside me snoozing away. The wind is blowing lightly and the sun keeps peeping in and out...trying to decide if to stay or go. Truly it makes no difference to me, for it's Sunday. It's my day to relax, lounge about, and not worry about a thing. If it should rain, I shall welcome the shower with open arms. I'm home after all...home where I can watch nature's whims come and go.

...and again, it's Sunday!! Did I mention I love Sundays??

What to do on my most favorite of days? Hmmm... I can bake. Nah...no company coming by. I might end up eating it all. I can stay in my robe all day and snooze beside my cat. No, that won't do. What if by chance company should come by? Well then perhaps I should bake after all. Nope. I'm sure I'll have no visitors today. All right then. Perhaps I shall curl up with a good book and look out my window at the beautiful linden and the bench beneath it beckoning me to go out and sit. Okay..that'll defeat the purpose of staying in...and it might rain after all. Scratch looking out the window. Ahhh....I can go downstairs to the basement (the only place I keep the telly) and watch a movie. Oh dear...that won't do. It's Sunday and I musn't be cooped in a basement and dear Mr. Knightley wouldn't be pleased. Besides, I might not hear the door if company should come by.*Sigh*

What does it matter what I do anyway? It's Sunday!! I can do whatever I please or absolutely nothing at all. How wonderful is that? I can hear the church bells tolling away nearby. The classical music is playing softly in the background. The steady breathing of my cat as he snoozes adds a special cadence to the calm of the moment. The serenity of Sunday has me in its trance. I think I'll go grab that novel in my library and curl up in the nook. I'm sure Mr. Knightley will soon follow and keep me company while I lose myself within the gentle confines of the story.

...Or I'll just go and bake something.
You never know. Company might drop by.

Have a beautiful Sunday my dears!!
xoxo
Miss Sandra