Light Is Still Pouring In

Still Life with Flowers and Cherry Tomatoes, August, 2025

No matter
how yesterday
unfolded before your eyes
and no matter the stacks of worries
burdening your mind
that have left you unsettled
or confused,
Light is still pouring in
reminding you over and over again
to surrender,
to let go,
for these troubles
are bound to shadows
that cannot survive in this new light.
Bask in these beams of sun
as you find your new beginnings,
and new way of seeing,

a grace-filled way
of living.

—Morgan Harper Nichols, All Along You Were Blooming

First Aid

First Aid, August 2020

I took this photo 5 years ago and never used it in any way. Never even edited the RAW file. As I was going back through my archives, searching for another image, I came across this one, and it made me smile. Because now I know there is very little in life that cannot be repaired. Rupture and repair is the work of lasting relationships.

I am right here. I’m not going anywhere and we can work this out.

Hey, we’re on the same team. It’s me and you against the problem, not me versus you.

A Band-aid won’t do the trick, but building trust will go a long way toward healing.

Where'd You go, Donna?

Frog Level Fire Department, July 2020

When I texted back to my friends that I couldn’t talk right now because I was in Frog Level, they laughed and wondered just where in the world I had gone. Sometimes I disappear for the better part of a day down a country road in a small town where I always feel welcome and at home. I love to explore and am incredibly grateful that I have somehow found a way to be both a homebody and an adventurer.

About Town . . . While Running Errands

Please ring doorbell, August 2025

Nate’s Bagels, Pastry Case, August 2025

From the parking lot on Sheppard Street, a view of the delivery entrance. And from Nate’s Bagels, a pastry case well on its way to empty. Sometimes there are no reasons for what I notice. At least none that I can discern. But I follow my intuition and take the pictures just the same.