If You Care To Find Me, Look To The Western Sky...

It wouldn’t be that far of a walk to that to happen.  

coffee and I have such a love for each other.  It greets me everyday with its glorious taste and divine aroma. How could one not fall in love with such a thing. 

let’s not be like the dinosaurs 🦖 🦕

come have a cup, relax under the shade of a tree. Dip your toes in the cool blue waters. 

yea yea yea, it’s my day off and I was cleaning out my pickup, I haven’t even had coffee yet.  

We all grieve.  Grieving in our own ways. I cried, oh how I cried and I got mad. I felt a heaviness. I felt like I was being weighted down. I needed to shed an exterior, to mourn.  To stand proudly in what I have become.

I closed the door, turned on grounding music/sounds. I stood there and looked at my reflection. I thought of all the chats, and all the words of advice and wisdom given to me. I just stood there and stared. I closed my eyes and cried. Then I took a deep breath, opened my eyes and smiled. 

I felt the heaviness shed from my shoulders, I felt my heart being held in gentle hands. I felt light return to my spirit. I felt the anger slip from my clenched jaws. A peace washed over me, and I smiled and I smiled. 

(I documented the moment I shaved my head. I wanted to see the pain, I wanted to see the grief. To me photography allows me to express feelings and capture the rawness) 

pretty much sums me up, as I look at one of my screens and silently think- WTF?!  Then smile and confidently click on icons until I find the correct one. 

it the weekend, and I am working. So pants are debatable, shorts more like it.  Oh hell I wear shorts during the week too. 

7, amateur numbers 

I’m off to the pool for the afternoon, I need some of the suns healing rays.  Need to see my grandkids and I need to laugh   What a better way to think of Capn- poolside and smiling