a visual journal, of sorts.
This week has been so full already. Managing needs. Expectations. My own. Others. Here we are though. The leaves are starting to return to their true colors. This morning our hair was kissed by a sweet breeze. The sky is falling. Around us. The branches still have us in their house.here we are just waiting… Continue reading
Find little tremors of beauty in the day. In the camera roll. Open the window. Go outside before it gets too hot. Let things drop and roll. Gather your thoughts and prayers for your family and your world. Let them sing with the crickets over the green. Let it be. as it is. Okay.
I’ve been enjoying just picking this (current) sketchbook up and playing when I get a free moment …usually at night or in the morning…tbh. Anyways, there is about no expectations just helps me keep showing up. It’s good to have a little flow after a bit of a break.
flowers, art, kiddos(not pictured), summer heat (felt), fake s’mores , head wraps , cold brew (and hot brew), sooo much laundry, ice cream and the Potomac under our feet. poems sleeping in the corner with dappled light and nosey cats.
Inspiration exists, but it has to find you working. – Pablo Picasso in truth, I have been resistant to write here or anywhere about things because I wanted to be careful of the narrative I was projecting into the world and into my own life. The world is complicated …to say the least. I have very little… Continue reading
“People are hard to hate close up. Move in. Speak truth to bullshit. Be civil. Hold hands. With strangers. Strong back. Soft Front, Wild heart.” — brene brown, braving wilderness( via the moontimes digest /mosaiceye) the news has been all over the place…we are still in the midst of a pandemic and all sorts of… Continue reading
today is another rainy day. I am here writing on my actual computer because my tablet seems to have major limitations when it comes to the website. I am not complaining. just saying….I have not been willing to sit down and write here in a while but here I am. looking out at the elm… Continue reading
View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize We can impose beauty on our future – Lorraine Hansberry * I deleted some apps… Continue reading