Monday Blues: Look Up

At sunrise, there is much to learn from the trees. We’re not so different. Despite lost branches, there is strength to look up, reach with open arms, and grow. * If you or someone you know is in need of help, or to learn more about depression, warning signs, and treatment options, call or visit the National Suicide Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255 http://www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org

Perseverance

“Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.” Yoko Ono

A Milestone

Hard to believe it’s here…my 100th post. And, coincidentally(?), the one-year anniversary of the tragedy that inspired the creation of this blog. Mourning and death are important, should not be taboo; they have the power to clarify life. This blog is about life. From Andrea Gibson’s poem, Titanic: Have you ever had the feeling that you owe somebody somewhere a really good reason to live? To…

The Wall

“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.” Maya Angelou One year ago today was the last time you and I were together here. Since you left, the amount of things I don’t know have only multiplied. I’m ok with that. It makes what is known that much sweeter. One of the few…

It’s The Little Things

The first time I noticed it, I was sitting on the bench in front of the painting, letting myself be hypnotized by the controlled chaos of the large canvas. I was admiring how much depth could be felt by the use of only five colors, when suddenly my gaze drifted across it. I rubbed by eyes thinking that maybe I’d been staring for so…

Deja Entendu

“I need the smell of summer, I need its noises in my ears.” *** I was going to put up this post unrelated to the Weekly Photo Challenge, but it seems as though the prompt (“Treasure”) somehow knew… That winter’s drives to the beaches, frozen fingertips holding cigarettes out cracked windows, music blasting as we sang of youthful heartache and yearning…Memories I will treasure forever.

Momentum

“The world is wide, and I will not waste my life in friction when it could be turned into momentum.” Frances Willard Very special credit to Daniel Waters. Danny, without your incredible rock skipping skills this shot would not have been possible. Thank you!