Wednesday, August 29, 2018

Bird


This little guy
has to be my favorite bird
of all time.


Don't you think he should be named
Twinkletoes?

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Window


Windows. . . 
so expressive and metaphorical
don't you think?


Some, like people, shuttered and closed off.



Some are vantage points - 
a place to satisfy curiosity
to observe anonymously
to get the lay of the land before participating.

And some just reflect
the beauty around them.



I have to say that this photo

makes me very proud.
It was jury selected for a show
called "Give Us Your Best Shot"
that was featured at Tacoma's Museum of Glass.
It's the only creation I've ever had
shown in a museum.

Monday, August 27, 2018

Reading



Reading.


Sunday, August 26, 2018

Blue



Aqua colander filled with apples.



Umbrella and jackets outside Newgrange.


Mexico sky.



Sculpture in early morning light.


The rim of a margarita glass.



Selfie with layers.


The best senior photo I've ever taken
(in a graffiti garage. . . 
and yes, he was full of mischief
and rebellion)



Saturday, August 25, 2018

Pamper Yourself



Pamper yourself.

Take a leisurely walk 
in a beautiful garden.



Light a candle on an altar.


Dance like no one is watching
(they're probably too blitzed to watch. . . 
or remember)


Let the waiter bring you a drink with an umbrella in it
while you watch the men.



Eat scrumptious food, with a beautiful presentation.



Have dessert (share it with a friend).



Listen to the waves roll in.



Relax.


Play.


and laugh a whole lot. 

Friday, August 24, 2018

In the Distance



In the distance.















Thursday, August 23, 2018

Hope


Hope.


I hope


for another dose of love
in my life
because



Wednesday, August 22, 2018

Hands



Hands.















Tuesday, August 21, 2018

I Would Never



I would never


surf.

I almost drowned when I was five.
I remember the feeling of being pinned underwater,
unable to surface,
my lungs feeling on fire.

I learned to swim -- sort of --
but my face never goes in the water.

I take showers.

I'd never try a flotation tank.

And the idea of wiping out,
of having a huge wave crash down
on my body. . . . 

well, that's too much to handle.

I can watch, however,
as someone else dances with waves.
I just know it'll never be me.
Not in this lifetime.

Monday, August 20, 2018

Dog



I always thought that I was more a cat person
than a dog person.



Until this little Havanese bundle of joy
came into my life.

When I brought her home,
she weighed 2.5 pounds.
Now, at four, she weighs
about 14 pounds.

She's extravagant and exuberant
in love-giving.
She's extremely talkative
(she carries on growl conversations
with a toy in her mouth).

She flattens herself down
so she can lie under the leather ottoman.

She prefers to sleep
perched on a pile of pillows.

She's given up trying to chase the rabbits in the yard
because she knows they'll always outrun her.

She was clueless enough to try to chase a doe 
out of our yard (I had to intervene
because the doe was having none of it).

She sleeps on her back, 
paws outstretched,
confident that she's always safe and loved.
And she is.

Sunday, August 19, 2018

Makes Me Laugh


This kid
makes me laugh.


From his exuberance
to his crazy outfit choices
he's one of a kind.

I love it when he says,
"I want to ask you a question"
and then makes a statement.
He hasn't quite got the questioning part down.

He's a master of prolonging the
going-to-sleep routine
when his mom and dad are out for the evening.

His dad never did that.
His dad was perfect.
Or maybe my memory is failing.



Saturday, August 18, 2018

Younger Me



As I approach yet another birthday,
I'm celebrating the younger me.





Without her,
I wouldn't have grown into the woman
I am today.



Pensive.
Thoughtful.
Creative.
Possessed of hard-earned wisdom.


and blessed with the pixie dust of mischief.