Thanksgiving Day in the USA.
Grateful for friends who listen & hug, laugh and celebrate.
A sense of community is a powerful feeling.
I could imagine it might grow old, having people around you all the time, who have known you your entire life. When I have the wonderful, yet rare moments to share the present with people who have known me as a child and have watched me grow it feels very much like home.
Our parents laughed, cried and created memories together during a lifetime of summers. Carving out a legacy. Several of us, reunited over the years, carry on the legacy and nurture the bond of a passing generation. Exchanges and laughter, updates and photos keep us current in each other’s lives.
Sometimes I walk down the dirt road, as I have thousands of times in my life, and hum the theme song from the TV show “Cheers”. I relate to “where everybody knows your name, and they’re always glad you came”.
My sense of community~
Value Cherish Honor Enjoy Home
I just can’t stop!
I wanted to climb each layer of the pink peony petals and dive into the center of the white peony and swim. It looked like it might be whipped cream lightness (the way I think jumping onto the tops of the clouds from an airplane would be). (I’m the only person who thinks that might be fun…?)
When I see a blossom so beautiful in nature, I just can’t stop myself from shooting endlessly. The ones with imperfect petals stand proud of their uniqueness. They’re my favorite. Perhaps if I can hold it still for a moment, it could last forever.
Nature. Perfect. Gorgeous.
‘Photography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still’
April 25, 2013 – I looked out the window at the dark sky and saw frozen rain, then snow. Seriously, winter should have been over months ago, if you ask me.
(And, if you’re asking me, the temperature should remain at a constant range of 78-82 with sun and a gentle breeze…everyday)
I sat in my kitchen with coffee in a special coffee cup that my daughter just sent for my birthday. As I planned my day I noticed the rain and snow stopped. A few minutes later a small stream of sunlight lit up a tree in the yard! The tree had early spring buds everywhere and was covered in clingy, wet drops and the sun was glistening on the branches against the dark-grey sky background.
I had just made a facebook post that my daffodils just bloomed and the sad news was that they were being snowed on!
Next, I was lost behind my camera for some period of time (minutes/hours?), completely absorbed in nature, in the beauty of the moisture (in all forms) on the flowers, not seeing but feeling the images appear.
I see beauty everywhere.
I’ll share it with you along the way.