in a fey light
there is more hiding in plain sight dancing in the light within the cracks and the concrete. Continue reading in a fey light
there is more hiding in plain sight dancing in the light within the cracks and the concrete. Continue reading in a fey light
the duality of late summer cool nights dance a last waltz with the sun as it dips on the horizon and the death of colour revealing the structure of the fallen leaves at my feet. for the weekly photo challenge \\\ structure Continue reading a last dance with summer
of morning dew on my shoes and wildflowers swaying, with irish up ahead, i am lost again with my lens capturing sunlight. for the wp photo challenge ///elemental Continue reading this august day
courage is when it’s all sideways in a travelodge motel, staring at four walls soul in hand, seeking hope. Trumpet vines (Campsis radicans). Their strength of will, their wild beauty enchants me. May those in need of some of that, be blessed with their will to be. Continue reading exposure
for the lights that dance o’er their fronds, for their textures, for they enchant me for the weekly photo challenge /// textures Continue reading for the 💚 of ferns
back through the quiet village streets after drinking to a new moon in leo with some mead wine we dined on a lovely red sauce and pasta and out the window i spy a Trumpet Vine, so afterward riding home admiring the stars above below me these two wheels that take me a distance from where he had become consequence truth evolved lies lying prostate … Continue reading perspectives
solitude, am i at rest, here, at peace, in prayer quietly i am for the weekly photo challenge /// satisfaction Continue reading satisfaction
sheltered from the gentle rain falling thru zigzaggy leaves of the black walnut tree out here within the in-between of broken things have come new dreams refreshed from the journey and this place of my own creation the spirit sings awaiting on the wind to kiss my chimes as i say goodbye to past desire inspired by solitude a sacred place to call my own … Continue reading the wind thru the chimes
it was a day of unusual things as many were with Tim, splendid, horrifying, heartbreaking, rarely ever dull. for the weekly photo challenge // unusual Continue reading in my rearview mirror
collage // for the weekly photo challenge Continue reading Fern Porn
so i have this way i go along the river riding noble rose down pathways, i cruise with my sunglasses on and my hair in a bun faster and faster i go, as i’ve caught a breeze that won’t let me go. Continue reading cycling on a sunny day
as capturing mist seen on a still morning lake is the soul of life Continue reading “do not hold back”, she said
sometimes i just sit watching the light dance underneath its canopy licking the fronds of the ferns just so and with a kiss it has its way with the hostas. // more BRIDGE Continue reading a bridge for the sun