Barbaratoboni.com is Open for Business

photo by Patswerk

I’ve decided to update my website. My new web location is barbaratoboni.com. All of the information that you find here at barbarasmirror.com can be found at my new site. By using my name in the address bar, finding me should be easy. 

At barbaratoboni.com there is a blog on the home page. I have posted my first entry. Try out the comment section and let me know if it is easy to use. Your suggestions are appreciated. I’d love to hear from you. Dave, my husband, helped with the graphics on the home page banner. He used a photo of our Japanese maple tree sparkling with dew in the morning light.  What do you think?   

You will still be able to find my articles at http://barbbits.blogspot.com for a while, but eventually I will be using only one blog at the new location. In the next few weeks I will transfer some of my most popular articles over to the new site. I have no idea how long my older work will hang around at BlogSpot. It may never go away, but I like the idea of paring down.

Barbaratoboni.com uses WordPress, and the new program will be easier for me to manage. I’m a little sad about closing down Barbarasmirror.com. It is where I began writing online, but I’m excited about my future.  

Face the World

photo by David Toboni

Age sprightly

Rejuvenate

Flower to bud

again

I’m only one bottle

of wrinkle repair

away

 

Nightly creams

daily potions

tiny jars

solutions

keep my cells

alive

longer

 

Fearing

free radicals

“cosmeceuticals”

botox needles

surgical knives

I drape all

mirrors

Hide under

my bed

 

Derm doctors

what are you doing?

Creating elasticity

for my face?

This is not

a rubber ball

Makeovers

photo by Barbara Toboni. Along the coast near Jenner

In with the new! New ideas, new projects, and for me, makeovers of the old. Just like clearing out a closet, the files in my computer could use some re-organization. I will either throw out words I can no longer make sense of or reuse them in a new way.

Old poems may have new meanings for me now. Or, more importantly, the oldies can be recycled like this poem from a bit of prose I posted in May of 2015.  

Spring Snapshots

The sun’s embrace

triggers shoulders
to unwind

Spotless windows

gleam
of hard work

Hummingbird plays

in the spray
of sprinklers

Dazzling view

orange lilies
pink frilled azaleas

Tabby scratches
in pebbled dust
of vegetable garden  

A whiff of clean

sheets fresh
from the clothesline

Juicy mangoes

creamy avocados
Dreams of sun-soaked islands  

First drive to coast

first sight of sea
and its magnificence

Are you dreaming of spring? I am.