Ink

August 1, 2011January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 21 Comments

I'm not sure when I decided I wanted a tattoo, but once I did that's all I could think about. Months were spent perusing websites and library books looking for just the right design. I knew I wanted something Celtic, a nod to my heritage. Each element was significant, as were each color. (And no, … Continue reading Ink

Obligatory shadow-slash-foot photo

June 25, 2011January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

I feel most alive when I am outdoors Photographing life around me. I become part of the scenery, It becomes part of me... A reflection of my thoughts. Separating us is no longer Possible...

Breathing is futile

June 22, 2011January 5, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 23 Comments

I have become assimilated into the Borg... or at least that's what you might think if you ever saw me some morning. Back in May I mentioned how I had started walking to lose weight and that seeing my mom after she lost 40 pounds (the same amount I hope too), I was worried that … Continue reading Breathing is futile

Teenage angst revisited: circa 1978

May 18, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 10 Comments

This past weekend my family held a yard sale, our first in several years. After the first hectic hour, I remembered why I prefer to simply donate items to our local Goodwill and church charities. Sketchy people show up at yard sales, and now they all know where I live... Other than the handful of … Continue reading Teenage angst revisited: circa 1978

Like mother, like daughter

May 4, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 20 Comments

Last weekend my daughter marked a very significant milestone. My mother and her husband made the trip from Tennessee to be with her during this important event. Throughout my entire life, my mom has fussed about her weight. In my childhood memories, I saw her as heavy, when in actuality she was average size. Her … Continue reading Like mother, like daughter

Morning walks

March 26, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 27 Comments

This past week, while out on one of my daily walks, I stepped in a pothole and fell like a Giant Redwood. Twisted an ankle, but managed to not bust my arse. Hurt like a mofo the rest of the day, but with ice and taking is easy, I was up and about the next … Continue reading Morning walks