Victorian Boy

This is one of my treasured flea market finds. If you enlarge the photo you can see that he is holding a pocket knife in his left hand. I love the clouds and ethereal quality of this image. Eight dollars might have seemed like a lot for an old damaged photo of a stranger, but at the time I simply could not pass this up. I've had it for years now. I love this little boy of long ago.

Today I Celebrate

Because I can.

Jackson Pearce - Writers' Blok

Discovered a new Young Adult author this past weekend at a local book festival. She's chic, fresh, smart, funny, inspiring. I just love her.

Rugged Rainbow Falls

I'm attracted to this picture today.

I'm sure there's a metaphor in there somewhere.

Releasing The Past In A Spirit Of Forgiveness

Sets Us Free

"The winds of grace are always blowing; it is for us to raise our sails."

- Ramakrishna

Adding Vibrancy

We Are Always Free To Change The Images Of Our Lives

The grass is greener, the sky is bluer. There's an electric shimmer where earth and sky meet. Clouds suddenly reveal hidden, billowy messages unnoticed before. Just over the hill, treasures and new discoveries seem to await. Warm summer breezes beckon. There's an expectancy, a feeling, that even greater seasons lie ahead. The child in me has been reawakened. Joy is calling my name.

Nutcracking 101

"Never use a sledge hammer to crack a nut if you can use a 10-ton pile driver."

- Stuart Wilde

Well, I thought it was good advice.