"Worn" for Photo Friday

Summertime, and the livin’ is easy… 

This fog moved in suddenly this morning. I live very close to the sound and I’m on a bluff so the fog moves through us here. I can see billows of moisture swirling in the air backlit by the morning sun. This is all accompanied by the sound of a foghorn. It’s completely enchanting.  

This picture was taken on August 23rd, the night of the New Moon. On that day I made an offering to the Earth of my daughter’s placenta. After storing it in my freezer for almost four years waiting for the “perfect moment” or the “perfect” place to bury it, I decided to just do it….

This goes out to all of us facing being alone and gazing into the emptiness and the sweet darkness. We know who we are. I salute you, support you and silently love you through it; we’re all in it together. May the light inside of us be our beacon in the darkest places. May we…

I just sent a audioblog of me singing “Summertime”.  I’ve been singing that song for as long as I can remember.  Good times.

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