THROUGH MY LENS: taming dragons
… gardens can be a place to escape to, someone’s own magical world they create all for themselves.
THROUGH MY LENS: monarch memories
All it took was one small, beautiful moment to remind me.
THROUGH MY LENS: waiting for the thaw
It’s helped me remember that times come and go in life, including those creative peaks and valleys.
THROUGH MY LENS: secret’s out
I look forward to finding him.., not very well camouflaged, but still trying to hide in plain sight.
Monarch Season: Feeling Reborn
They have helped me wake up, and come back to myself again.
THROUGH MY LENS: the little things
Sometimes that is the way of nature, I know, some things are born and survive, and some simply don’t.
Here, at Summer’s End
Instead of getting weary… I’m waking up. Coming out of that strange sort of summer sleepwalk, emerging like a hibernating bear of southern latitudes.
FRESH OFF THE PAGE: thrum
for an endless instant,
to stop, this miracle in motion,
nature’s hidden, fragile light,
beautiful and boundless…
FRESH OFF THE PAGE: high tide
mistakes and failures, big and small, all equals now, churned together, dredged up and left awash, to remind or regret once more…
Fierce feelings and old garden friends
I dove right in to the challenge the house and those gardens presented. And the love of it all spread and thrived inside me.
