Neglected Things
even thrive, at least on the inside.
My little man turned 10 last weekend. Thought I would re-live the baby days with a few photos. All weekend I was remembering the way it felt to hold him…
Went to the antique stores last Friday and though I found an Amish Butterprint dish for $7, though most pieces were about $20. They had an old brownie for $20,…
Over the last week, so, so much knitting has been accomplished in the wee hours. Antrorse is finished and blocked, it and my head wrap are waiting for buttons, and…
Maybe it’s the cut-offs I tried to hem in high school; they ended up shorter in front than in back. Or it may be the lining I sewed into this…
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…
I give up! I can’t do it and I’m not going to try. Seems like every time you turn around, someone is recruiting: a noble cause, the PTA, classes 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.