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Friday, 22 August 2014

22 August





A garden of stones at the beach

When we first moved to this rather tiny island it was a cold and stormy valentine's

 day. We ordered take away Chinese food and ate at the dining room table 

surrounded by piles of old books tied together with twine.
  
The surf crashed outside our windows

 but we were warm and cozy inside our beach house. 


In the Spring I ventured outside to the beaches.

At the beginning I couldn't bear to part with any of my little treasures...

Joe said he would look out the window and see me 

walking the beach and across the street toward home 

with a handful of stones, a pocketful of beach glass 

or a piece of driftwood thrown over my shoulder.


All through that first summer I found tiny treasures left upon the beaches. 

Clam shells nestled into each other babushka style, 

beautiful heart shaped rocks left in conspicuous places 

where the sun would shine upon them, 

circles of starfish and many letters spelling out messages in the sand 

with small stones, shells, or driftwood. 


Slowly...

I began to nurture the ability to let go of my need to carry everything home with me.

 I left things on the beach for others to see. 

I began to build blessings for the next person to see...


I planted blessings....

I built cairns-towers of rocks, 

I built sandcastle villages with flags and glistening sea glass towers, 

and I planted stone flowers....

It's hard to know who will come upon the little blessings 

which I leave behind

I hope it brings them joy.


Sunday, 17 August 2014

17 august



home

Walking home from the beach








guilty pleasure

Ice cream.

'Nuff said



lucky

There is an old Irish tradition that states

If you put your feet in the water

On 15 August

You will have good luck for

The rest of the year. 

We will be lucky this year. 






heart





window

Out my living room window



Saturday, 9 August 2014

10 august

bathroom selfie

me - in my bathroom



hop, skip, or jump




Box or package

This is the bottle cap

Of my favorite beer



Creative angle

The view from my kitchen window

Over the sink

The lowlands parking lot
Memorial park in the foreground
Baseball park beyond
Short beach across the street
Sun setting
Moon rising 
Over our rather tiny island



unfocused

This is my pantry.
I have been meaning to paint it for about a year and a half. 

I was motivated to get it done by the math class I signed up for....
Which is what I should be focused on. 






Monday, 4 August 2014

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