Heaven and hell

January 12, 2011January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 15 Comments

When I was a kid, Sundays were always church days at the insistence of my born and bred Southern Baptist mother. The only thing that got me out of attending services was if I was sick. I was hardly ever sick. As I got older, I attended church unforced, and was very active in the … Continue reading Heaven and hell

Guerrilla warfare

January 10, 2011January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 15 Comments

If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle. ~ Sun Tzu, Art of … Continue reading Guerrilla warfare

Funhouse mirrors

January 9, 2011January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

If only I could change my appearance as easily as stepping to a different reflective surface. If only my reflection was a true vision of what my mind's eye sees. Do these shiny liars show me what I want to see, what others see, or my true self? Mirrors show me my evil doppelgänger, but not … Continue reading Funhouse mirrors

A very good day

January 7, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 10 Comments

A week into the new Year and today was the first opportunity I had to capture a sunset. It's either been raining, overcast or I was just too lazy to get out to take a photo. On this day, it was gorgeous. The sun was out, the temps were up and the skies were a … Continue reading A very good day

Eclectic travels

January 2, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 30 Comments

When I was very young, many Sunday afternoons were spent piled into the back of an olive-drab Pontiac Ventura with my brother as my dad and mom took us on a drive. Sometimes we would pack a picnic lunch, and a cooler of drinks. We kids never knew where we were going, and most of … Continue reading Eclectic travels

All creatures, great and small

December 30, 2010June 27, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

Tucked away among the underbrush bordering the bayou, sitting under the shade of scrub pines and pin oaks, sits a small, unassuming chapel. Shuttered doors open into the one-room sanctuary. A lone crude wooden pew faces a small lectern, adorned with a simply cross and a tarnished chalice. Folk art murals depicting the wildlife of … Continue reading All creatures, great and small