This weekend I headed back to the Boneyard. It was cold and windy, and it felt like a driftwood sort of day. I got a late start on my hike Saturday, so I stayed at the beach for sunset. It seems that the colder it is, the more brilliant the skies. Aside from the relics … Continue reading Bag of bones
Quicksand
Digging my way out of the quicksand that is my mind, I lie vulnerable, spent and exhausted. Taking deep gulps of acrid air, I realize I’m now in a fire pit of regret.
A year in photos
The past year was a wonderful time for me, photographically, starting out with spending New Year's Eve at the beach, where I enjoyed the sun and sand all to myself. Later in the winter, my family spent some quality time at the hockey rink, cheering on our local, minor league team and ice-racing wiener dogs. … Continue reading A year in photos
Draining
Tempest is brewing Hyperbole and drama Put a lid on it
Winter solstice
The earth has tilted Night becomes day Day becomes night The unconquered sun, turning of the year Bonfires of pagan and believer A celebration of the true light Welcoming renewal and rebirth Ashes and embers kept for luck Candles lit to remember, beacons of hope The longest night comes to an end
Have camel, will travel
Tomorrow morning, hours before the sun comes up, my husband is taking our daughter to the airport. She’ll make two connections, and take train ride, before boarding another plane to carry her across the ocean to Northern Africa. For the next three weeks she’ll be living and studying in a foreign country… in the grand … Continue reading Have camel, will travel
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