"Tiny" for Photo Friday

Goddess-in-training, Gigi, weilding her feminine power. The concept of “feminine” is an interesting one to me. What we perceive as feminine, especially in American culture, is often some kind of boxed-in, pale, sliver of femininity. Pink or feminine somehow denotes weak and helpless to some. It’s like when men insult other men by calling them…

“I’ll continue to stand tall, You can trust me, For I promise, I shall keep a watchful eye upon ya’ll, Ooo I love to dance a little sidestep, Now they see me, now they don’t, I’ve come and gone, AND Oooo I love to sweep around the wide step, Cut a little swathe and lead…

A breakfast picnic with the girls. 

Some sort of grassy plant at the B&B taken with a sweet zoom lens.  

“Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey. It reminds us to cherish each moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we have lived.” -Captain Jean-Luc Picard This is why I wear ladybug rainboots to the pumpkin patch, splash barefoot in mud…

breathless (your words leave me this way) crushing multi-layered longing too-good-to-be-true brilliant encapsulating all I feel in words I could never find filaments of love connecting in a measureless space between connectedness(ness) beauty enraptured I am breathless (oh yes)