maybe we could stay

maybe we could stay letting the world disappear here in the silence Sully – Strike Back Today marks the 16th anniversary of one of my favorite moments in the whole world– the pic of me with Dean O’Gorman, Ryan Gosling, and Joel Tobeck! Dean, me, Ryan, Joel – 24 January 1999 – Santa Monica This…

let me sit here

let me sit here darkness in the mist breathe the wet chill the sky unseen the sun too distant the breeze a mere tickle let me sit here silence in the gray the edges soft the colors stark where time and space collide near to nothing Sully – Strike Back The Fall – series 2…

hold your breath and still your heart

will you wait for me hold your breath and still your heart let time pause for now Sully in US season one of Strike Back I woke up today and thought, “It’s only Tuesday?” Last night we watched the National Championship game at Black Angus. It was fun! I slow sipped my two glasses of…

this heart beats softly

this heart beats softly anticipation beneath waiting for the spark from Strike Back, of course I’m watching 300 Rise of an Empire because that’s what I do on the weekends. 😉 Sometimes it’s just noise in the background. Sometimes I sit and actually pay attention. Sometimes I stop at certain moments just to take a…

ready to reveal

he knows your secrets the ones waiting in the wings ready to reveal contemplative Sully – Strike Back I’m still a little delighted about all the faves my throwback Thursday tweet has gotten so far. LOVE!

the love that spreads far and wide

what’s sweeter than this the love that spreads far and wide from such simple words Sully – Strike Back This is my most popular tweet EVER! Holy crap! 1999, Santa Monica #throwbackthursday #tbt @deanogormano @ryangosling @joeltobeck #twt pic.twitter.com/gwGZEuDiIM — Valerie Noble (@walelia) January 8, 2015 So that was my Thursday Throwback post and sometime during…

the longing you think you hide

now confess to me the longing you think you hide your darkest secrets the Strike Back lads Sometimes it feels like time is just at a standstill and other times it just feels as if it’s zipping by in near incoherence. You think you’re anchored to something. Maybe it’s a feeling. Maybe it’s the certainty…

forty words

a 40 word poem for a new 40 year old: welcome to this world the lovely land of 40s may it stretch far and wide filled with great adventure filled with bright laughter filled with endless joy welcome to this world rife with wisdom this great unknown waiting for you Yes, I’m creative like that.…