Month: December 2011

December 29, 2011 Image

Today I am thankful for blue skies and sunshine, after too many gray winter days in a row. It is a beautiful blue sky with white fluffy clouds and the glue of sun behind a particularly big one. Awhile ago I took the screen out of my oldest son’s second story bedroom window. He’s old enough it isn’t a safety hazard. I removed it so that on spectacular sky days I could put my camera out the window and photograph the sky from higher than ground level. It draws me closer. As I type this note the sun is no longer obscured behind a cloud, and the warmth of the bright rays engulf me as I stand near the kitchen window. Yes, today I am thankful for blue skies and sunshine. I needed them both, more than I knew. ~ Janean

December 29, 2011 Image

it is a crazy daisy kind of day
oldest son feverish and flu-ish
husband getting unhooked from 48 hours of chemo around noon
getting groceries in the six o’clock hour
that’s a.m.
I smile as I spy them in the bin
as I round the corner toward produce
the bin where all the half price bouquets go to wait
for the right shopper
the one who stops and takes a look
taking time to admire the varied assortment of grocery store flowers
oodles of crazy daisies
figuring it is $3.49 well spent
they are the first thing I put in my cart
even though they are never on the list
I head home by seven
as the sky begins to brighten
they are arranged in a vase on the kitchen counter
it is a clear vase, but they turn the water purple
I love that
coffee is done brewing
husband is out the door
time to get breakfast
not sure what is after that
sinking into home today
reading my new book from the library
making it up as we go along
yes, it is a crazy daisy kind of day here

December 29, 2011 Image

mygypsyshepherd:

The seas serenity calls my name
Let soothing waters hug my skin
Healing my body and spirit

(Sea World, Orlando, Florida)

I love watching the rays float and glide through the water. So graceful and beautiful. A water ballet. What a beautiful photograph and poem that captures just that.

December 29, 2011 Image

thedailydoodles:

“VHS Memories”

A generation of memories, recorded on magnetic tape
Good moments to savour, and bad ones to escape.
Static-y audio and dull palettes that bled,
All fading away on a format that’s dead.

Your life painstakingly recorded so you can remember it always,
On cheap tape that rots on a shelf, and no longer plays.
Temporary technology meant the recordings don’t last
So all of our VHS memories have been left in the past.

As more times passes, your youth becomes harder to recall
And now there’s no proof you had a childhood at all.

Posted 12/27/2011

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December 28, 2011

thevagabondking:

there is no 
east
or west
north
or south

when you keep
driving roads
both ways
seeking
refuge on rainy
days
and sleepless
nights

the only
direction
you’re ever
really traveling
is home

whether you
set out on
that journey
knowingly
or not