Self-Care

Self-Care

I am following along in a photography course that Ian sometime teaches. This particular exercise is to reflect on your own habits of self-care and take pictures of what makes you feel loved, relaxed and happy. Fresh flowers soothe and inspire me – in vases, one bud in an old honey bottle, anything green from my yard … Continue reading

Why so glum, Judas, I presume?

Why so glum, Judas, I presume?

Why so glum, Judas, I presume? Sitting at the table, such a lonely countenance You have only to lift your eyes to your friend, breaking bread with you; open your eyes to the very bread of life.   Why so glum, Judas, I wonder? So near to love, yet with a pout and scowl You … Continue reading

White Crane

White Crane

Bark, tough and earthy under my palm thick skin – you’ve got a decade on me and scars, visible in each bump and crag.   Eye and heart, drawn to a wound hidden gracefully in green boughs, wide enough for my finger and I cannot feel the bottom.   Cracks radiate pain and consequence outward. … Continue reading

Some Beach

Some Beach

In honor of the past few grey days, and the upcoming April snowstorm (and this winter that just won’t quit), here are a few of my favorite beach shots!

A “useless” hour with God

A “useless” hour with God

I had the opportunity to spend a one day retreat recently at the gorgeous Sisters of Notre Dame, in a lovely nearby town. I offer a few images from the day, and a thought on the importance of solitude from Henri Nowen. “True Christian discipline is the human effort to create the space in which the … Continue reading

Inspiration

Inspiration

I am unofficially following along a photography course that Ian is teaching. This exercise: create a mood board and photograph what inspires you.  Since I actually just cleared my desk of nearly everything in my attempt to simplify during Lent, it was fun to pull things out for a review!   Here are a few other inspirational things in my … Continue reading

Spring will come

Spring will come

Let us not lose heart as winter continues. For as my daughter said when she was younger, “Don’t worry mom, hope springs the turtle!” Spring will come again.