sαℓт & sιмρℓιcιтү

change in direction

salty air in springtime breeze

sweet simplicity

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Day trippin north. I never head north, always south, so I needed to head north. Fresh little markets and azure waters dot my route and it takes my mind off the strangeness these first few months of this new year that have got me feeling.

Unglued. Maybe that’s not the best word. They’ve made me go back inside my head and hang in there very much trying to piece together a puzzle. Is it the black juju word curse from the start of the year? Did I not give myself enough time to grieve the things I should have? Did I unwittingly run away?  Or is it just life in process as always. In my head. That’s where the drama and comedy play out the most. Either way, simply a most beautiful day.

 

 

ᏕᎧᎷᏋᏖᎥᎷᏋᏕ.

…there are just too many thoughts at one time.

That’s what the past 2 weeks have seemed, much like this strange half frozen egg found in my fridge a couple of weeks ago. Not quite this, not quite that. Regardless I still had to make an impromptu run to the market to pick up fresh eggs to finish off my baking. Such is life with ADHD, you just keep on keeping on. Baking. Half baked. That’s rich. Ha-ha. That’s a fitting descriptive.

half way in between
the problem with A D D
jump swirl jump again again

 

 

ᎦᎥᏒᏋ ᎥᏁ ᏖᏂᏋ ᎶᏒᏋᏋᏁ.

Winters southern embrace, January 2017

I’d walk the pathway around the park roughly the same time every day before I head down to the shore to watch the suns grand finale on the big stage. Every day as I’d make my way around the loop I’d try to take visual note of the slightest shifting of shadow and light dancing among the fern as the sun would gently begins its slow decline. Nature. My solace. My equalizer. Its magic on this day, the fire breathing sun set tree Spirit alive.

glory in the green

a fire in the belly

even trees rejoice

 

 

 

 

Equilibrium.

September 26, 2016 7:26 pm Florida’s Gulf Coast

I would go down to the beach every single evening my first year moving south in an attempt to recalibrate from the unnecessary ugliness of my ‘then’ office life. I’m sure it’s because of that time period alone I now have this insurmountable amount of sunset photos eating away my memory card that I just cannot bear to part with. This one will always remain one of my most favorites.

every evening to the beach

that is where I’d find my solace

cotton candy sky on fire