Scattered Light
Who would ever think the weedy, rusted fence in our backyard, looking out over a refinery could be like stained glass?
Who would ever think the weedy, rusted fence in our backyard, looking out over a refinery could be like stained glass?
My eyes are bigger than my storage. It’s not like I collect a lot of craft stuff and then never get around to using it. I knit or work on…
That’s the title of one of my bookmarks. And the list of pages of camera accessories, shoes, diy projects, music, and housewares just keeps growing. I would never expect to…
It’s about time I shared this recipe from my birthday, which was only over a month ago. It’s a really easy no-bowl recipe that only takes 5 minutes of prep…
Since it’s so cold, most of my time and picture taking is spent indoors. We are bundled up and huddled up like cavemen on the couch or reading and gaming…
The bear said, Isabel, glad to meet you, How do, Isabel, now I’ll eat you!Isabel, Isabel, didn’t worry,Isabel didn’t scream or scurry.She washed her hands and she straightened…
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this is beautiful! the photos and the words.
Just goes to show you can find beauty in anything if you really look. Even from a weedy, rusted fence. Lovely light.
Thanks Jennifer and Gail! I think the biggest lesson I've learned through 365 is to find beauty everywhere, even if it is just a few square inches.