Integrating, stretching in silence. Making peace, reconciling. Choosing another way. Full of life, full of light merry and bright. Her ‘lil nook of inspiration simply, gloriously… a warrior princess in the making. A little orange blossom honey in the am … Continue reading
The difference between a some-day home and a daily wonder home are the steps taken from your heart into your mind. The tenor of the waterfall, the tones of the wooded path, etched in the cells of your heart, mind … Continue reading
I’m getting chummy with my neighbors. There’s been a faithful turnover since we arrived here at the edge of the woods and it’s charming to see get-togethers growing more communal. I’ve even learned that one of my neighbors toiled in … Continue reading
A roof to deflect sun and stormwindows to exchange light and expand our viewwalls to enclose and divideceilings that reach up to heavens, for us to come alivemiracle sunrises to reflect the contracted oneour home provides all of this and … Continue reading
This is morning. Early morning UV rays permeate through a white heavenly blanket. From this shot, there is nothing stopping this early morning star from shining. Autumn’s leafless trees contrasted with the looming overcast, a canvass of silvery-noire ink brushed … Continue reading
The present is where all the good stuff resides. To live in the dream is to live in the knowing, to live in fear, frightens you out of present happiness and threatens all that could be taken. Live your dream.
Reading backwards. No words are necessary anyways as the room infers E-A-T, besides all is changing, be adaptable.
The bounty of ripely plucked Crispins from an orchard off the side of the road now cradled in a bowl, a sweet reminder of our abundance. Bite into one for a crisp crunch and a mouthful of sweetened juice. Today … Continue reading
Looking at things at the wrong end of the scope…no one who sees from the other end ever regrets it for a second even after name calling usually followed by a long harangue. I’ll take pareidolia for I can’t imagine … Continue reading
A little dwellingwith a wood burning fireplaceon a still lakesurrounded by the sound of wind rustling through the trees.and laughter,bouts of it around the fireafter rounds of singing,reverberating the unseen.that preserved beauty,missed in the haziness above the waters,the reminders of … Continue reading
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