Neglected Things
even thrive, at least on the inside.
Remember how I dealt with envy when reading Within? Well, I now have part of the makings of an outdoorsy, campfire, cozy story of my own. This is Jane Richmond‘s…
Don’t you love that point when a color changes? It could be from winter brown to spring green, from green to blooming, or from the stem to the end of…
“Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle…
Found a new favorite pair of shoes. (Yes, more shoe pictures because I’m tired from weaving in ends and cleaning house. Plus, the hideous bruise from my first soccer…
Last year I fell, headfirst, into Brandon Sanderson’s cosmere. It started by my stumbling upon his Mistborn trilogy and getting sucked in. A few months, and several books later, I…
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I love the idea that neglect of one thing makes room for another to grow…thoughtful series of images…my favorite is the TtV shot…very, very nice.
Thank you, dogdreamzzz. In my life, times of neglect (whatever the kind) at least let certain things rise to the surface. Maybe it's the realization of what are legitimate needs and what aren't, flaws, strengths, or new abilities. I want to think something good comes from it.