The End

Under the Tree

State of Mind

Keepsakes

Through the Heat

Christmas in the Heart

Song of the Angels

Christmas Eve

Love in Action

Loving Others

Magic of Christmas

Christmas Spirit

Gift Suggestions

The next series are Christmas vygnettes that I have created and sold on Ebay.

I love Christmas. And I love making these!

New Door

Willing

Satisfaction

Luck

Wake Up

Discover

Adversity

Pause

Speed

Over the Fence

Alive

Beyond

Always Possible

A Door

All Possibilities

Should Be

Dust

Seems I've got a theme going this week - babies and music. Love 'em both. All kinds of music; all kinds of babies.

Bliss

When I'm looking for photos to play with, it seems that the majority over the past few months have been Babies. Still not enough though. I'd like to rewind the clock and take a few thousand more in the newborn stage.

Sounds Like

The babe in this musical collage is our little Georgia. When people are told her name, many automatically start into the song. I'm hoping that music is huge part of her life.

Better and Happier

That is such a powerful thought. We do have the ability to impact another person's life in positive way.  That really warms my heart.

Dance Anywhere

Dancing for the stars ... that's what this made me think of. FOR ... not With. And for yourself.

Rare People

It is a fact that 'How are ya?' is often more of a greeting than a question.  The Real Friends thing goes the other way too, with a true answer, rather than just 'Fine thanks.' Dialogue - that's what friends are about.

Start Today

I was inspired to do this Thoreau quote today because of an interesting conversation I had just this evening.  It is in celebration of doing something exciting and cool.  It is in honour of 'riding alone'.

Learn

That's the point of studying history, right?  Hah ... half the time I repeat my OWN mistakes.  Apparently I'm not a real quick learner ;-)

Why Practice?

Got to thinking about that ... about practicing. Why do doctors practice medicine?  So they have an excuse when they don't get it right - as in..."I'm just practicing."

Brains

I have this down as 'unknown', but that just didn't seem right. The sheer wording of it is obvious that it's old & someone must know. I found the source ... it's a Yiddish Proverb - thanks Google;-)

Knickers

I love the socks on this chick.  I also love that a fluffy woman was considered sexy.  Who ever decided that gaunt was more appealing ... and why?

Talked About

Think of the folks back in Oscar Wilde's days - big brimmed hats, gloves - prim and proper, gossiping away. Now picture them with a Blackberry or iphone in their hands. Wouldn't that be a good scene for a movie?

Congratulations!

That's a very good thing to remember.  Step one:  Breathing.  Step two: Doing.

Criticized

I guess it wasn't much different in Eleanor Roosevelt's time. There always has been and always will be the critics. Three sure things ... death, taxes and criticism ... who said that?

AM

This could be my mantra. It starts out cautious and builds momentum. It's the way that I usually get myself primed up - sort of like an old crank car.

What I Meant

This is a sweet old cow I met when I was in Ireland. What a face. And what an attitude. 

November

The month is half over and I didn't have a chance to use this yet. October stayed longer than it usually does. Seems today that perhaps November has arrived.

Measure Time

That's an interesting concept, to envision each season encircling the other seasons. I have always divided them so specifically into four.  Encircling is a gentler vision.

Soft is Strong

Now there's some wisdom from 2600 years ago that is still as relevant today. What a wise observation for that time. And here we are, still trying to learn that lesson.

Better Part

Friendships come in many forms: the people that you have gathered up over the years and the family relationships that are as close as friends. And the friendshops we have with four legged pals like my sweet old Ransom here.

Incomplete

I do believe that I was compassionate with myself today. I listened to my heart direct me to spend this glorious November day at the lake instead of bent above the work that needed doing.  The work is incomplete, but my soul is not.