These Blues
These blues invites whimsy –not always longing The warmth of an invitation,the suggestion of brighter days. Not all blues are melancholyalthough I love me a good tune. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: blue)
Read MoreGrowing with gratitude for life's challenges
These blues invites whimsy –not always longing The warmth of an invitation,the suggestion of brighter days. Not all blues are melancholyalthough I love me a good tune. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: blue)
Read MoreWhat’s in a wish? Do you dare to dream, to wish? This week, I challenge you to set your imagination free, unlock your heart, and wish. Look forward to your responses!
Read More“The doctor suggests you wait it out as long as you can, before stopping the medication,” the receptionist says when I call about the itchy rash all over my face. I know that the culprit has been making a difference, and yet the discomfort of an allergic reaction is not fun. The uncertainty about my […]
Read MoreNot flat, nor colourless,just a monochrome day. For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: monochrome.
Read MoreCee’s Black & White Photo Challenge : things with numbers.
Read MoreOrange sky,wire fence –stay out implied. Silken cloudssurf Autumn hues –seasonal moodiness. (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: atmospheric.)
Read MoreI’m sitting in the passenger seat of our parked car, waiting while Ric runs in to pick up a few groceries. This is our normal routine. He shops; I wait. Confession: I am not good at waiting. I have this compulsive need to fill each minute of the day with productivity. So I thumb through […]
Read MoreThe year was 1964. I was six, and just barely tall enough to see out the kitchen window. I remember it was dark, so I wasn’t bothered too much with what was on the other side, until I saw the flashing lights. Mom and Grandma were stood there with me – we had dishes duty […]
Read MoreAll is green, come summer here, the river and its banks, and the rolling fields of corn. For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Green.
Read MorePre-camera years, I bemoaned the arrival of Autumn as Winter’s harbinger. The lens, however, has the magical ability to transform one’s perceptions. Suddenly, I have new appreciation for golden forests, and white flowers lingering against a backdrop of fallen leaves: Even the robin, typically associated with the onset of Spring, exudes new charm amid the […]
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