Navigating life through grandparenthood, chronic illness, dream work, and other inspirations
Trees have stories to tell. I’m sure of it. I find my lens drawn to holes and broken places, wonder about the life that finds shelter there, wonder what the tree can teach me. The art of creativity means setting aside the logical mind, listening to nuances, allowing the expression of the irrational. I let […]
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I hit a dry spell over the holidays. Felt deflated as far as creativity went. So Ric bought me new materials – ink pens, markers, pastels, and paper, lots of paper. Still, none of my photographs were inspiring me. I really wanted to create something from my own imagination, but have little faith in my […]
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It began simply enough; I just wanted to draw a simple Christmas tree, but the lines went a little crazy and well…you can see the result. The pen had a mind of its own, so I decided to let it talk. Trees with character started to emerge, and began to haunt my dreams. Christmas trees […]
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I’m trying to frame my life with gratitude, adding structure to the chaos I’m experiencing within. So much of life is a gift, and the troubles, minuscule by comparison. Life changes, and along with it, so do our perceptions, our abilities, and our dreams. Sometimes it is a hard pill to swallow, and then; other […]
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Imagination floats, full sailinto a dreamy mist, reality out of focusdelightful course Beauty wraps my heartin dream-filled ecstasypaints my hope with shades of love As night falls, the sunserenades my soula symphony of huescoaxing dream-like slumber. (For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: dreamy.)
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Ric spots them first – an almost endless line of birds heading our way. American White pelicans! They gather as a group just above where we are stalled, waiting for the ferry, and circle the area before continuing their journey. As one group leaves, another follows in a seemingly endless stream. “There must be thousands!” […]
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Springtime, and daffodils –in variations of yellow –memories now, coloursfaded to black and white. Yet, beauty lingers – the softedges of a perched dove,her mourning song still echoesa lulling, welcoming coo. And white retains brillianceagainst a backdrop of darkness,in stillness magnifies, beauty’sexuberance refusing to lay dormant. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Black and White. Also […]
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The atrocities of Auschwitz are no secret, and yet, every surviving story reveals another angle, not only of suffering and inhumanity, but also of the incredible endurance of the human spirit and kindness in the darkest of moments. The Tattooist of Auschwitz is about a young man, Jewish, who volunteers for work duty and finds […]
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Time is in such short supply. The sooner we appreciate its value, the better life becomes. When I was a kid my mom set the egg timer for almost everything we did; whether it was how long we spent doing our homework, weeding the garden, watching television, or complaining…
Cee has invited me to join in even though I don’t know the name of many flowers. I do love to photograph them though, and this sunflower really spoke to me on my walk a couple of days ago. Sadly, as I passed it by this evening, the petals are all gone and the stalk […]
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