for some reason

driving by this picket fence with all the imperfections
"I feel joy no matter what the world may see"
as Tracey so creatively wrote today

instead of a quick glance on the shortcut through the neighborhood
I stopped the car and captured my feelings exactly
a bit worn ... ordinary ... but filled with hope

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at times I feel overwhelmed by obligations ... to-do lists ... decisions ... busyness

this tree teaches me instead

to feel overwhelmed by blooms ... color ... breeze ... fragrance of spring ... smoothness of wood

FAQ

what is it about black and white . windy afternoons . buds on branches?

what becomes of the song resonating in your head. your hand.and heart?

what are you drawn to as life flows by from here to there?

what is in between the bricks . inside the door . your foundation?

what does a quiet moment look like from where you stand?

seasoned

gently celebrate the stark branches of the past

along side the soft buds of the fresh season we are given

car & couch

bush and bird captured from the car window
a breeze sways as spring blooms in bright

bird collage created on the couch

sinking into a soft moment as scissors snip

i am

standing at the window
feeling smooth yet cracked

around the table
shining in all directions

in the driveway
finding life amid the rocks

in your home . may you see life today

morning light

one still moment . shade and bright

soft touch of a cloth draped across the table
a fruit bowl waiting to be filled with the sweetness of the day

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. a pause . interlude . rest . a break . cease . a moment .

a week from above

when browsing through my photos taken this week
the sky seemed to play a major role
I share these with you in very
random order...

dashed out to capture midweek sunset clouds as dinner simmered inside

buds and branches crisscross celebrating the blue covering the yard

a gray . moody feeling sky rests on a day that described me as well

clouds moved striking softness . light . dark . on the way to the grocery

from the sunroof celebrating the coming end of the week ... wires and all

friday light ..a new way to look at the day

ending notes

I have been carrying a cello around

with my daughter since she was in fifth grade
she will whisk it off to college this fall without me

I'm OK with that...today...

lost in thought

I embrace the blur that mirrors my life as we travel down the road

note to self . shared with you

from thin brown off shoots
the vivid fuchsia blooms appear
take comfort in the season of change
as your branches give way to buds & blooms

one in black and white

c r e s c e n d o

life feels like a photo at times
awash in familiar monochromatic
while pushing boundaries . seeking clarity

life plays like a full symphony too
including a few missed notes
between the melody
and harmony

as seen on Photo Play ....

in a name

a solitary potted plant stood in my favorite garden shop . not knowing the correct botanical name I decided on
. quirky . delightful . freedom . joyful . silly . spirited . fabulous . fascinating .