four thoughts

I present for your reflection four images that spoke to me while out on a walk or as I waited in my car at a stop light. When I took the photographs, I couldn't help but wonder what provoked the written message, why the bike was stolen and by whom, where the watering can came from, and who posted their artwork on the window of a vacant building.

I love developing stories. Doing so keeps my mind agile, provokes conversation when I share, and allows me to continue writing. It’s a rainy Sunday, I’m feeling quiet as I wake late so I’m going to hold off on spinning thoughts about these pictures but that doesn’t mean that you should too. Pick one, tell yourself a story, send it if you like or better yet, find your own image to spark your imagination, which means you’ll have to…

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my fav's

Been listening to a CD I heard while shopping at Good Scents, www.goodscentscapemay.com, my favorite store in Cape May for lots of cool stuff and because the staff is ultra friendly…

Living in shoes that are music to my feet; went overboard with these leather comforts picking up five pairs of Pons that make me feel like I’m dancing along as I walk…

I ordered a watermelon salad in a new to me restaurant here in DC, www.thecoupedc.com, and can’t believe how refreshing five simple ingredients that I never would have thrown together can be; hummed my way through the bowl and will be a frequent patron…

Just a quick share of a few of my summer fav’s including this shot!

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hurricanes

Though I know how to rein it in when my thoughts are flying wild all over the place, I am human and being that, sometimes forget. I was reminded of this as I read the words, “do you remember a time when you were distracted by ten thousand things” in the green side bar of a magazine article. Featured on that same page is a poem, a prayer by someone who needed to take a moment; readers were encouraged to write their own piece about what keeps us away from our center. My words followed me from the beach…

expectations self-inflicted, inflicted by others mingle

with soft intermittent angst over the next phase

will I ever conquer the demon that follows me

ever see all that I dream of in the palm of my eyes?

even when I lift myself out of the daily

etchings lace the edges of my escape.

as I sit ocean edge reflecting

the crest and ebb of each wave

release me from quiet worry

allow it to flow out and away.

may the echo of splashing water

wash over me like a baptism at dawn

as I rise grateful.

What keeps you from your inner peace? Write it down, let the words come freely then construct your own prayer or mantra from these thoughts. Let it be what sets you down from the swirl of your own personal hurricane and while you’re landing…

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Q street

No matter what street you turn onto, traffic in DC during rush hour is beyond believable! When I moved back to my hometown, I was so enamored with the ease of moving about via auto or public transportation. That was in 2000, this is 2013 and urban sprawl has taken on a whole other meaning for me. I got so annoyed with the crawl of cars the other day that I had to find a way to calm myself if I wanted to arrive home in one piece.

One of the main issues with the in town DC drive are the traffic lights that do not allow for a continuous flow on MOST streets especially Monday - Friday. No sooner do you start moving than you have to stop again, which quite frankly just adds to the pollution in the air as my hair begins to stand on end. To prevent a minor or mass casualty, I decided to take pictures whenever I was detained at a light…here’s what I captured as I crossed Q Street NW between Connecticut Avenue and 6th Street.

my mother's initials

This distraction became a fun de-stressor that did not distract me from driving responsibly and had me giggling at things I dare not snap! So the next time you find yourself tapping the steering wheel as you see red, turn your attention to what’s on the corner and…

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who knew

Who knew when I picked up the scissors in 2005 and created my first collage goddess that I would go on to bring forth 70 and counting of them, that they would see the walls of several exhibitions, that people would purchase them to adorn their own walls, that they would help others deal with self image, that they would serve as a way to encourage others to explore their own creativity, that I would be commissioned to design one as a celebration of life, or that one of them would find its way to the pages of a major newspaper as part of a positive review of an exhibition I am in? I am pinching myself today humbled and happy as I open up to page 2 of the Arts Section of the Sunday Edition of the Washington Post.

Who knew? Someone bigger than me. I believe more is expected so more is to come as I continue using the gifts I’ve been blessed with so…

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blessed assurance

July was quite busy yet so rewarding for me. My work received acknowledgment in many ways, I had an opportunity to teach, and I enjoyed meeting people from other countries while moving about the country taking in the scenery in places revisited with a different eye. In one hotel, I was so elated to find that the windows open; even if only part the way, it was refreshing and presented me with a challenge as to what and how I could shoot…with my camera that is. Crouched on the floor, lens precariously balanced on the ledge, I managed to capture sunset re-coloring the sky and urban renewal. The structure across the way made me think about the way my friends and I are working to construct the next phase of our lives as I leaned

against the wall. Knees to carpet breathing in twilight air, a sense of assurance passed over my shoulders watching the bare bones of a building in transition transform from stark whites and beiges to oranges and purples with a hint of turquoise as the sun set.

Something good is on the horizon for us all so…

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leafy greens

No salads today, just lush greens of another sort like the kinds that burst forth in splendor

or fan out with pizzazz

  

or create shadows of breezy serenity,

with a cold martini on the side,

green olives of course!

It’s easy being green today so…

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