moving day.

adding a little spice

Spicing it up can make blah, a sensory playground.

@ the beach.

Building a life

Looking at this reminds me of all the choices in life I have made, and how each of them is stacked upon the other to make a structure I call my life.  Good or bad our choices are the building material that we use to create our residence of this life.

sparkler.

Happy day of our independence.

Even with all its imperfections and problems I still love this country and am proud to call it my earthly home. 

DO NOT walk on the wall!

Quite a decorative way to make a statement, no?

glass doorknob.

a house of many colors.

White flower

The cars rush by, the people pass, life goes on.
But in the corner, down low to the ground, beauty waits to be noticed.
It whispers "look at me, I will make you smile".

annabelle hydrangea.

A crack this size...

is in the making for years.  It starts with one loose stone and over time just evolves, slowly, inadvertently with a serendipitous course.  So are certain crevices in my life, and as I reflect on what I want myself to look like while I'm walking this space, every crack just diminishes my reflection.