August 3, 2015

ordinary august magic

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She kept her heart

at the center

of everything

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August 29, 2014

catching the last rays of summer

I know that summer isn’t really over, yet,
but for me, Labor Day still marks the end
of the season’s lazy days.

Wishing you a weekend filled with love and sunshine.

 

August 27, 2014

soft spot {redux}

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we all have one.

that place where we feel comfortable, cozy, safe.

and while it’s good to get out of there and grow a little,

somewhere out past your comfort zone,

once in awhile it’s just as nice

to slip back in

unnoticed,

for a little nap.

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This post first appeared August 19, 2011

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August 25, 2014

grey (temporarily) {redux}

what do you do when you wake up and
the world is gray and there seems no chance of sunshine?

what do you do when the list before you
stretches longer than your arms?

what do you do when all you really want
is to curl up on the couch and read?

what do you do when you are running behind
before the day even begins?

what do you do when the colors of fall
are hidden in shrouds of mist?

what do you do when your brain
feels as scattered as the raindrops?

what do you do when sadness rolls in
on waves of fog?

what do you do when you’d rather
be writing?

what do you do when everything around you
needs to be cleaned, cared for, put away?

do I have the answers to these questions?

i do not.

i simply have the questions, rolling off my fingers
faster than i can type.

dancing around in my hand in a slow, whispy dance,
and mocking me on this day when gray
is the color of more than sky.

but these questions are a gift.

or at least, today, i will choose to look at them that way.

i am not afraid of sadness,
or blue, or gray, or wistful.

i am not afraid to stand here, in the rain,
and wait for the sun.

i am not afraid of fog and mist
and lack of focus.

i am not afraid of time that marches on,
with me or without me.

i am not afraid of words or metaphors
or crazy ideas.

i am not afraid to dust myself off,
clear my mind, begin again.

i am not afraid of the blank slate
that lies before me every morning,
even when its emptiness intimidates.

i am only afraid

of numbness.

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This post first appeared September 30, 2010

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August 20, 2014

because {redux}

 

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This post first appeared August 27, 2010

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August 18, 2014

sometimes {redux}

the beauty of life is hidden, a little.

but it’s always there.

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This post first appeared August 11, 2010

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August 13, 2014

a dream {redux}

may begin in the dark,

but hold it up to the light

and it will shine.

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This post first appeared July 25, 2011

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August 1, 2014

august ant

which is not the same as august break, exactly

but because i need a real break to get some things accomplished

i’m planning to maybe re-run some old posts

or maybe post a few simple photos

and like that ant

hang around on the periphery a little

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wishing you an awesome august

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August 21, 2013

the silence at the center of everything

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listening

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Summer is winding down as we gear up for our
first jewelry show of the season. There has been
lots of jewelry making time under the big blue sky,
the weather has been absolutely gorgeous lately.

Here’s hoping it lasts through the show!

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If you are going to be in the area, stop by and say hello…

Clothesline Art Festival
Memorial Art Gallery, 500 University Ave., Rochester, NY 14607

Booth 282
September 7th •  10 a.m. – 6 p.m.
September 8th • 10 a.m. – 5 p.m.

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August Break 2013

August 19, 2013

white sky, august rose

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quiet beauty in a garden of imperfection

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a jewel

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August Break 2013