Tuesday, August 9, 2022

The Park, and some words



I know some of you are wondering how I'm doing with this new normal.   I have to say it is different from day to day.  Some days are much better than others.  I feel a little unmoored, adrift.  I do the things I am supposed to do, but then I end up reading for hours, or drawing, or watching the birds.

I know it will get better.   I know that I will move forward, and eventually get on with it.  Just not yet, I guess.
I do one day at a time.  Sometimes one hour.
My family, and my dear friends, are amazing.   I am so grateful for them.

Let me just take you on a tour of my ridiculously large back yard.

I wanted a bird sanctuary, I think I've got one.
























I think that we cross paths with people that we are meant to.   Sometimes we teach them, and other times, they teach us.
I recently reached out to someone that I had never met, on a whim.   

What I heard was exactly what I needed to hear, and what I need to remind myself just about every day, for awhile yet anyway.




"Finally, as an experienced photographer, I have often given novices the advice "You always have a shot. Look. Use your imagination. It's there. You have to find it." is the same in life. Whether it is who you're with, or where you are, or what your circumstances are, you always have a shot."

I don't think I would have put it in those words, but I think that deep down, I wasn't at all 
sure that I did.  Loss will do that to you.   But now I know that it's true. 
 I do, I do have a shot.  








Welcome to my world.

Because every thread counts

Because every thread counts