There are moments…
…when the lens captures the unexpected… magic startling the mundane… (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week challenge: anything.)
Read MoreGrowing with gratitude for life's challenges
…when the lens captures the unexpected… magic startling the mundane… (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week challenge: anything.)
Read MoreFor Lens-Artists Photo Challenge and Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: a single flower
Read MoreMy soul begs the reassurance of flowan enchanted place along the rivera moment of solace where I can breathe My heart glows at the sound of summerchildren’s voices raised above the splashof clear blue – refreshing memories. (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: water.)
Read MoreSummer arrives on its own schedule, painting the landscape a luscious green. The heat of the day keeps us tucked in a cool house, but not without restlessness. Ric offers a late afternoon drive and parks near a trail so I can wander in. Tall oaks, beech trees, and maples create a canopy of shade. […]
Read MoreOnce offering solacea place to contemplate Now an ominous reminderof solitude imposed. (For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: benches)
Read MoreA single yellow bloom. Last photo for May, 2020. Unedited. Bushboy’s challenge. Hope June brings some resolution.
Read MoreFor Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: It’s all about nature.
Read MoreClosed signs turn cautiouslytrepidation persists –are openings wise at this time? Spring ignores man’s conflictsdelicately asserts her voicedelivers a message of renewal A reminder to all hearts to set aside worryopen anew to the wonders around us –all else will fall in place in its own time. (For A Photo A Week Challenge: opening; and […]
Read MorePursuing feathered inspiration takes me to quiet rural settings. At home, I pour over images, and “picturate” as my husband calls it – altering the photos to create something new. I spend time daily, crafting poetry, inspired by images, or dreams, or prompts. Often I combine the poems with the artistic photos: I’m also spending […]
Read MoreThe dogs stir at the first hint of daylight. I rise with them, grumbling about lack of sleep, until the sun emerges full and bright – something we haven’t seen in awhile. “I used to be a morning person,” I say out loud. I’m am feeling the unrest of being shut in. Ric emerges just […]
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