This Casablanca Lily has the most amazing scent. It’s right outside the window of my studio and smells especially yummy at night (like many white flowers). I’m going to have a poetry reading, wine drinking, patio party this weekend so we can all drink in the essence of these lilies and each other by the light of the…
“Flying Free” Taken with Canon Digital Rebel Cross-Processed in Photoshop with nik filters “When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.” -John Ruskin This is why I love photography. I can combine a skill I have learned (and continue to hone) with my love of people and Life. Whether or not anything is a…
As a final farewell to each man I have loved and lost–whether by your deceit or mine, your projection or mine, your fears or mine–I offer this poem by Lord Byron. Today, I choose love and truth. Today, I choose joy. WHEN WE TWO PARTED When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted…
I wonder how many women have written or thought, “I am not a side dish, an appetizer, or dessert. I am an entree.” I am not a glass of wine to savor after a night out with your boys. I am not a piece of cake to eat while your wife is sleeping in your…
In this post, I said I was going to make a list of all the things I love about myself and post it here. I had forgotten about that until I ran across the list in my journal. Here is the partial list. Fortunately, every day brings new discoveries. I am enthusiastic. I am energetic….
Our revels are now ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial…