Neglected Things
even thrive, at least on the inside.
I’m a shawl knitting noob. I love the way they look, but was intimidated by the fine lace. I just always seemed to have a sweater on the needles. You…
This is it: (365 Day 287) Making quick work of my more appropriately colored oatmeal pullover, I watched an hour of the new Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House on…
You know, like Purple Tuesdays… only not. There is just way too much purple on my memory card these days. It’s all due to my daughter attending a high school…
I didn’t have a bean trellis, so I went looking for DIY ideas and came up with this: (in the garden, ttv photo) All you need is scissors, twine, 3…
Look at my face in this picture (I’m on the left.) That is the expression of someone feeling very blessed to know her own child. (Watchman Trail, Zion Park, Utah)…
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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.