No prop. Random strappy black heel, just one, found at the beach entranceway.
How could I resist not snapping a photo. Cinderella could not be far.
Randomness at it’s finest.
Shoes sitting in the sun is symbolic of new beginnings and a bright future.
(would that also apply to just ONE shoe?)
I’ve decided to do more Irrelevant Blogging this month basically just because I’m just in the mood to do so.
I tend to be write minimalistic lately so bear with me. Or not.
And at the moment: Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge.
Wild Sweet Bay Magnolia.
change in direction
salty air in springtime breeze
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.
Found: Broken Pieces.
‘as small as the world and as large as alone.’
“For whatever we lose, (like a you or like a me), it’s always ourselves we find at the sea.” E.E. Cummings
haughty the clouds
golden rose blushes twilight
time froze silhouettes
Adopt the pace of nature: Her secret is patience. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Fishing at sunset. Indian Rocks Beach, Florida.
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