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For Proscenium’s Friday Follies.
Read MoreGrowing with gratitude for life's challenges
For Proscenium’s Friday Follies.
Read MoreUnabashedlyshe blooms, exerts her colour –prideful peony. (For Cee’s Flower of the day.)
Read MoreTwisted arms, Willow’swelcome – cross child’s refuge,Mother Nature’s balm. There is magic in a Willow’s presence – so many hours spent, hidden in her arms as a child. Even today, the sight of a willow pulls on my heart. Just one of Nature’s many blessings. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: trees; and RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge: […]
Read MoreFor Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: lighting
Read MoreThe stillness of a peachis ripe with juicy promise a whisper not heldwithin a child’s toy and yet a child findsa fragrance of her own and what among usis not still life, untilmind and emotionmeets us, compelsmovement? (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: Still Life)
Read More“Honey, I think I might know who has been stalking us.” Reena’s Exploration challenge this week asks us to caption the photo.
Read More“No matter what your religious affiliation, your relationship with God the Father, is directly representative of your relationship to small ‘f’ father.” Although I am paraphrasing here, the words from Joan Borysenko rang true. The workshop was entitled “The Heart of the Healer”. Borysenko was challenging us to examine our beliefs. My father was intolerant, […]
Read MoreIl faut cultiver notre jardin. – Voltaire There is self to be foundin the planting of seeds,the art of nurturing,the glory of growth. Whether we carefully lay a bed,or hang our intentions for all to see,even roadside blooms assert meaning –that beauty belongs to us all. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: gardens)
Read MoreActually, I haven’t been inside, so I can’t make judgment, but I will say they are not humble. For Proscenium’s Friday Follies.
Read MorePurple explosionsdisrupt garden bed – defyexpected order. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)
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