Ah, the Bliss

November 24, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

There is bliss to be found in the pop of red on a snowy bush, or on crisp Winter’s day at the river’s side. (For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Follow Your Bliss)

Before the Snow

November 21, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Caught these photos of the sky with my iPhone, minutes before the snow came. Weekend Sky

In or On Water

November 20, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: in or on the water.

Shapes and Design

November 17, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: shapes and design.

Oh, the places I’d go…

November 15, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

…if only I had wings… (For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Anything that flies)

Goose Line

November 14, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Future Nostalgic

November 12, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A Texas sunset, Arizona mountain lake, Oregon mountains, and Salt Creek in Washington State, photos stirring nostalgia. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: future nostagic)

A Soldier’s Farewell

November 11, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Written and performed by my brother, Laurie Moody. Today is Remembrance Day

Gateway

November 10, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week: gateways.

Architecture Interests Me

November 8, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Lighthouses have iconic appeal. The photos below are of a residence that the owner had built to resemble a hobbit home, and a house made from shipping containers: (For Lens-Artists Photography Challenge: interesting architecture.)

Present Distance

I’ve lived the fog of distance –life’s highway a series of hillsdestination without promise Have learned that acceptance gains perspective,that climates change, and hope sustains,and that in the stillness dreams renew. Now I travel quieter paths, appreciatespace, have surrendered to a slower pace –certain that this too will change. (image my own)

Floral Balm

Of Trauma Born

Goodbyes tarnishfaith, like ashesscattered My heart grows dismissal,craves a balm of connectionseeks quiet harbour Remind me what it feels like to be safebreath nurturing life,love a rhythmic flow In meditationI reach for peaceimagine salvation But this wayward chaosunrestrainedcements me in doubt Tainted intentionsI lift up to the Universea tempest without hope My soul incubates malicea […]