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?
Twenty Ten kind of slipped under the blogging radar. You may remember I began it on the way to Madtosh Fort Worth to see Veera Välimäki and Joji Locatelli. That…
In keeping with my habit of being late, I thought I’d just now post about a concert we went to this summer. When I saw that Edward Sharpe and the…
Here are some people I love… relaxing in the “Dog House”: day 296 collapsing after school: waiting for a job: day 331 practicing: day 336 just waiting: day 316…
You’ve heard of the Love Dare? Maybe the Respect Dare, too? Well I’ve settled on doing the Sock Dare and I’m already seeing the difference in my relationship with sock…
This was the…
The Blowing Snow Cardigan is live. I even had the weather in which to wear it Sunday. I literally sat in church, before my group of teenagers got in the…
This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
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.