There’s no special place you need to go to find the light — You can climb a mountain, if you want. But you’re just as likely to find it on road full of potholes, at the end of the day, when your brain is cluttered and tired but the dog must be walked and the […]
Tag: black and white
on shadow & light, sunshine & silhouettes … & seeing my own magic
This evening.
I am walking the dog at sunset, stopped at a street corner, waiting for traffic to pass. I am lost in thought.
Suddenly a car flashes by, and for the briefest moment I glimpse …
When the Forest Sends Me a Heart-Shaped Love Note …
Every day, this world tries to tell me, in quiet, ordinary ways, that there is love for me here. And also magic. I went on a long walk in the woods yesterday. My mind was cluttered, my heart heavy, but then, this: … A giant leaf like a valentine: soft as parachute silk. Today, I’m wishing you […]
The First Signs of a Long Goodbye
I find the first yellow leaf the way a woman finds the first gray hair, and feel it like a betrayal: I have so much less time than I thought. And still, the light fills up the rooms, yellow and warm. The green leaves tap the upstairs windows at night. Fireflies spark in the meadows. […]
A Reminder, Found in the Gutter …
Fallen. Bedraggled. Beautiful. You too. ❤
Rainsong
As I write these words, it’s night, and I’m upstairs in a little room tucked under the eaves, listening to the rain drum the roof just above my head. I love the way a summer rain sounds silver, even in the dark. Oh, Summer: sing me to sleep. ❤
It is well with my soul …
…For no other reason than because it’s Summer, and I’m alive and the world is green and every lake is full of sunset and the fireflies kiss the windowpanes at night, bestowing their gold like anointing oil. And oh — my God — that’s enough. ❤
A Little Sunshine on My Straw Fedora … (a Summer Crush)
Maybe you hadn’t noticed, but I have a thing for the light when it’s pushing around and through obstacles. I love it knifing through the blinds in early morning: I love it filtering through the canopy in the woods: I love the way it speckles and stripes my skin, brands me with the shapes of lace and […]
Secrets, Self-Portraits & the Subconscious … & also, a Silver Lining
I am a keeper of secrets — especially from myself. * A long time ago, I realized I was one of those souls who felt everything too deeply — Who wept inconsolably when I saw a little bird crushed by a car tire. Who agonized over the troubles of friends and characters in books. And so, over the […]
Potomac Creek, Virginia: Back to Black {& White}
I keep coming back to monochrome: I come back to it like Home, over and over again, in spite of my wandering heart: And I know what people say: That color is Real. That black and white is Romantic. I can’t explain it, but I’ve always believed the opposite to be true… (Do you see […]
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