Country Roads
I am taking pictures without assigning meaning to them right now. I plan to spend a long season just observing and see what comes of this work.
I am taking pictures without assigning meaning to them right now. I plan to spend a long season just observing and see what comes of this work.
When nothing much happens . . . and every thing every thing feels like a keepsake.
Everywhere I turn, people are struggling. And as we near Christmas, I am still that little girl who just wished for us all to feel safe and loved and celebrated. I look for this joy in every view, in every picture, in every day. Even when the glimmers are few and far between, I am thankful, truly.
Garnett’s Cafe in Richmond. Best homemade pumpkin pie EVER!
A new addition to my growing collection of vintage landscape paintings.
And the absolute freedom that comes with understanding that health and happiness are not a package deal. I can live a full and meaningful life without meeting all of the expectations that I must age gracefully. I don’t have to be happy or feel grateful all of the time. But I can accept the generous offerings that come my way. (Reading Recommendation: Toxic Positivity by Whitney Goodman.)
SNOW BERRIES