Playing with macro lens and finding that even the ones not in sharp focus are happy to me.
Baxter is 10, and be's been joyfully mine for 8 years. On this morning's walk he sat right down on the curb to just appreciate. I love walking the land with him.
Finding inspiration in vintage floral prints - this one is a Mackintosh, of course.
Overlapping lines and colors is one of my new favorite things.
When I feel dark and brooding, I head for my other palette faves: browns, greys, blacks and blues...
My poinsettia is still in bloom, but I don't know why or what I'm doing right with it.
I'm not quite, but almost, ready to dance again. And listen to music. It's almost time to take that step.
These are from a friend's garden. They remind me to breathe. To flow. And breathe again.
As we count down to the delightfully fun day of fools, I hope you are finding room to bloom and blossom in your own little place in the world.