Beautiful photos Meri and wise words. Interesting that we both had the idea of reflections this time around. Must be synchronicity. I love your colors and the vibrancy of this post. It is alive with energy and light. Just beautiful! xo, Noelle
I've been carrying on an on-and-off conversation with an acquaintance of the male variety who is going through a divorce and is dealing with the sense of dislocation that results from losing that familiar structure. He's trying to figure out how to be single again and doesn't feel as if he's very good at it. Thinks he never was. I told him I thought that one of the underrated things about marriage is that in a marriage partner, you have a witness to your life. Someone is there to appreciate the moments, big or small. Someone celebrates your accomplishments and helps pick you up when you fall. Someone sees the cloud passing across your face and wonders if you'd like a back rub or cup of tea. Someone listens to your dreams and woes, validates your perceptions or perhaps reorients the way you see things. There are little love pats exchanged in passing, for no reason other than physically reinforce all the spoken "I love you"s. Even when there...
It's Sepia Saturday again. Since my dear mother is recovering from shoulder replacement surgery, I thought I'd feature her image this week. This is little Betty with her dog Spot. She was born in a small town in Oregon, the third of four sisters. The Depression defined her childhood, though I don't know how much she knew or understood. Her high school years were spent in the shadow of World War Two. She went to college at a time when women sought an "MRS." degree. She had a lovely singing voice and often performed as the vocalist for weddings and funerals. I remember once when I was really little that she was on television in Indianapolis. She worked in the library at Butler University, putting Hubby through school, so to speak. She worked on and off through my childhood, when working mothers were somewhat odd and not at all normative. It wasn't a matter of personal choice as much as necessity, because her husband's ministerial salary couldn'...
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Love the picture - but I want to turn my laptop on its head so I can see the reflection right side up!
feeling just a tad bit topsy turvy myself:)
Wonderful photos. Great haiku to represent them.
right side up and upside down—
which is it today?
Haiku My Heart … with Tales
Very nicely done.
~Deb
xo,
Noelle
in answer to your question... i haven't written for Haiku My Heart yet. maybe someday when the words come back to me, i will.
this is perfection in truth and
stunning visual delivery.
i am HOME!!!
just now making the rounds of haiku.
what a lovely home coming!
thank you.
xoxoxoxoxxoxo
My Haiku for HMH