Hangers On
These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
These are images taken from a cooped up perspective in poor winter light.They seem drab because it is. We’d all be climbing the walls at this point if it weren’t…
The coffee ritual is strong in my family. My father has it, I have it, and my sister has it. And, like every other family, we have our own…
(365 day 5 photo) Maybe I’m overusing this application- taking the easy way out of perfect composition, soft focus, and dreamy tint. Maybe I’m too cheap to waste my birthday…
It could be the sound of an evil, mastermind, rubbing his hands together in anticipation of a patiently prepared plan being, finally, executed. Or it could be the sound of…
This is a knitting first for me. I’ve never knitted a skirt before, though I’ve wanted to make this since it first came out in the HK Fall/ Winter collection….
I’ve been painting chairs, weeding, and planting in record highs with no rain. In between all of that, I took some 365’s. The fact that they are all of legs…