Last of November

December 2, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Bushboy’s Last on the Card challenge. Featured image is an iPhone capture. Below is last on my camera:

Changes

November 14, 2022.Reading time 1 minute.

After 7 weeks of respiratory illness, I think I’m finally on the mend. The family of refugees we’ve been hosting signed their first lease yesterday, and will be moving December 1st. Although hubby and I agreed that we wouldn’t host another family, we have committed to a single woman, my age, who we’ll take in […]

Leafy Frames

November 4, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

It’s November already, and before I bid adieu to Autumn, I wanted to share these two photos, highlighting the seasonal hooray.

Children in Motion

August 19, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Backyard BBQs and picnics in the park – perfect ways to build community. The children benefit the most, I’d say. For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: motion

Summer Vibes

July 18, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Lush, thick greenery of the riverside. The cool, calm water. Ice cream and two wheels. Summer vibes! (For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Summer Vibes)

Stopping to smell the flowers

June 15, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I rushed to the grocery store for a few things before the kids got home, skipping aisles to avoid wasted time. Loaded the bags in the car and hopped in the driver’s seat before I noticed them: flower pots everywhere. If I don’t have time to photograph the flowers, I decided. then something is wrong […]

Weekend Sky

May 15, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Okay, it’s not this weekend; it’s an April sky. Weekend Sky

New Life On the Farm

April 15, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

That’s Cold!

January 31, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: cold)

Arizona Dreaming

January 28, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Culling through old photographs and pulling favourites. Featured is a grove of mesquite trees at Coon’s Bluff. The dreamlike image that follows is from Bryce Thomson Arboretum. Heart memories.

The River

There’s a river runs between us,you and I.Our thoughts, like tears, are liquidcarried effortlessly by the current. But you and I,we stand on the banks, oblivious;ignoring the connection,proudly touting our individualism. Still the river flows,and all you’ve suffered,and all I’ve suffered,or dreamed, or imagined, or hoped,flows with it. Step into the water with me,feel our […]

Flock

Blossoming

It may be foolish of me, at my age and in my current condition, but I hang on to the hope that the pain of this effort is leading somewhere: renewal, new purpose, or at the very least, a blossoming.