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?
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…
Some people play Candy Crush or Trivia Crack. I play with photo apps. Next week I’ll dredge up my real, true double exposures from my instax and post a how…
Just got back from running and hoped to knock out my 365 early- no late night uploads for me today. (Au Batido, 365 Day 133) This is the “poor man’s”…
So, my Ravelry knitalong friends were not kidding when they said I’d love using Madelinetosh. I misread the yarn requirements and ordered one skein of lace for a woman’s small…
Okay, I feel on the verge of something big, like I’m moving up a level toward something. And, no, it’s not the end of my second 365- though I will be…
Agnes could have been knit entirely while my last sweater was blocking. So I’ll be squeezing in one more sweater for the Summer Sweater Knitalong. As you can see, I…
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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.