A Passenger’s View

January 14, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I reconcile this passenger imposed lifethrough a photographer’s lens Record the road ahead, the passagesfind resonance in what lies outside my window. (For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: A window with a view)

Windows Close, Windows Open

January 13, 2019.Reading time 4 minutes.

As winter closes in on southwestern Ontario, I am making my way back to Texas. The window of time to visit Mom is now closed. She is much better than when I first arrived, and in fact, celebrates her 92nd birthday today. We have had a wonderfully intimate time together, something I will always treasure. […]

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #30: Windows

January 7, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

I find myself obsessed by windows, sizing up the framed image for photogenic qualities and potential watercolour subjects. What is it, I wonder, that has so captured my imagination? For two-and-a-half years, confined to a bed, windows were my only connection to the world – one framing bird feeders and happy activity, and the other […]

CFFC: Windows and Greenery

July 12, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

My lens is drawn to windows, not for what I can see beyond, rather for the mystery they invoke. I watch the world through the frame of a window – life passing while I lie still, praying for better days – certain that few would guess that I am here, wonder at my well-being. Now, […]

Monday Mood: unmotivated

I’ve been pushing and pushing and I’ve hit an impasse. Luckily, I booked myself a reflexology treatment for this morning, so I can lean into the feeling and melt. The sky, mirroring my mood, is a big grey blob. Hopefully, the clouds and this lethargy will disperse later.

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 […]