Sunday, August 21, 2016

Today is...

below a thousand degrees

Saturday, August 20, 2016


"So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there 
that the sky and sea looked all one fabric, as if sails were stuck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea" 

~Virginia Woolf - To the Lighthouse

Friday, August 19, 2016

My Hands

"the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands" 

~Anne Frank

Thursday, August 18, 2016

5 Years Ago

Ruminating the prompt 5 years ago, I knew exactly where I was in my life at that time. 

As I lie on the sofa, taking a break from the day, I scrolled through timehop for photographic evidence of who I was 5 years ago, and there it was, me in all my 5 years ago contentedness, though I remember now that was not the truth. 

5 years later, so much loss, tragedy, change, and grief.  I existed through many of those days merely longing for sleep and the chance to start again another day.  When I look at my reflection in the mirror, it appears that those 5 years were more likely 10 or 15, never 5.

I quickly shot an updated photo, and surprisingly, not much had changed. I was in the same place, no make-up, hair pulled back in the same manner, while now gray, the hair that had gone through many transitions in the past 5 years, was exactly at the same length.  I was not that much different after all, except for the honesty; this photograph was honest.

Feeling as though you will never "be yourself" again is a scary, but coming through it and realizing that who you thought you were is just a part of who you are, and only a small part of who you will be, leaves your future wide open

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Monday, August 15, 2016

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Love Is...

a fading summer

Saturday, August 13, 2016

6 O'clock

you convince yourself that the heartache will never end
and then comes the moment 
that it does

Friday, August 12, 2016


"imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been 
would have appeared to them to be otherwise"

~Lewis Carroll - Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

Thursday, August 11, 2016


" At its most elemental, a spell is no more than a recipe for change" 

~Gregory Maguire  Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West

Wednesday, August 10, 2016


as the long hot summer comes to an end

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Red (Read)

Red is as Read Does

Monday, August 8, 2016

Favorite Taste

the first warm sip of coffee or tea and morning solitude

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Beneath My Feet

Strawberry Fields Forever

Saturday, August 6, 2016

I'm Reading

start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York New York

Friday, August 5, 2016


Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher

                                                                         ~William Wordsworth

Thursday, August 4, 2016


the face of a baby
emerges from a slumbering girl
a girl who
in any waking moment 
would have you convinced
 she is all grown up

Wednesday, August 3, 2016


 You will find no sign on my lawn; this is all you need to know.

Tuesday, August 2, 2016


"The day a dead leaf makes it way into my cell and I pick it up, close my fist over it and let the broken pieces fall to the ground. There is no wind to blow it away so I let the fragments surround me like an homage to it's once beautiful life. Here I am with the dead and here I sit waiting to crumble into pieces"

                                                                                                                          ~ Ceclia McMahon, Skye

Monday, August 1, 2016

Morning Light

"Beyond a doubt, truth bears the same relation to falsehood as light to darkness"
                                                                    ~Leonardo da Vinci