Live All Your Days

There is a difference in living and LIVING.  LIVE until you die.  Good advice all around.

A Story

Always, my life and my art has been about the stories. I suppose that's why I keep putting my two cents into these postings when really, the photo could/should/would speak for itself. I am forever compelled to add my own story to it.

Morning Moon

This morning moon in the early hours of a summer day was like a punctuation mark left from the previous evening.  It's a fine world. Period.

The Secret

Thank goodness for beginnings. Our life would be sad and sorrowful indeed if it was made up of mostly endings. Open any door and surely, behind it there will be another beginning in some way, shape or form. 

Aspires

I beleive that. Just the simple fact of always moving forward rather resting upon one's past, speaks to a person's character. I love to be around people with dreams and plans and aspirations.

Wings

I love the east coast seagulls. They are beautiful and graceful. The sea would be so quiet and lonely without them.

Endurance

The cross on this steeple is the epitome of endurance to me. It as been standing crooked on an abandoned church by the sea, for many, many years. The winds and weather have taken a toll, but it still hangs on.

Moving

This is my old house where I took the photo of the mattress springs in front of the window.  Moments later I captured this shot. It's not so lonely with movement still around it.

At Anchor

I loved the way the entire background of this photo just disappeared and made the red bouys on the boat pop out. It caught the corner of my eye as I was driving to Bonavista. I issued the common cry on our Newfoundland adventure: "Whoa! Photo Opp!!!"

Simplify

That seems to be the cry of the latter part of our lives.  The first part tends to be rushing and bustling around, gathering and accumulating.  The next part is when we come to realize that simplification is quite often the answer.