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Wednesday, August 17, 2011

August Break August 17: Action Breeds Confidence

This is a P-trap.  I now know where it is located, what it is for, how to take it apart, clean it, and put it back together again. So much for the woman who can barely change a light bulb!  No one else was going to do it, and I refused to live without a kitchen sink, or spend money on a plumber, I googled "how to snake a drain" and, convinced I was just going to make more work for the plumber, I slowly started taking it apart and waited for the entire kitchen sink to crash in on my head. An hour later, I had a working kitchen sink again and was singing, "I did it, I did it!!" Maybe the next time I  run up on a situation I feel I'm too inadequate to handle, this pic will remind me how taking action made me feel proud.  I can do it!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

August Break Day 16: Heart's Desire

 If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with! Is that right? - Dorothy, The Wizard of Oz


Friday, August 12, 2011

August Break: August 12 The House That Built Me...

                                                                                     
 

I know they say you can’t go home again
I just had to come back one last time
Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam
But these handprints on the front steps are mine

You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can
I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself

If I could walk around I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

Thursday, August 11, 2011

August Break: August 11 Why I Run...

Why I Run....
To silence the voices that tell me I can't
So I can enjoy a cupcake now and then
To feel strong
To prove to my heart, myself and my cardiologist that I am, in fact, healed, whole, and healthy
To keep from running away

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

August Break: August 10


"I often hear someone say I'm not a real runner. We are all runners, some just run faster than others. I never met a fake runner." - Bart Yasso

Sunday, August 7, 2011

August Break Day 6


Travel
Edna St. Vincent Milay
The railroad track is miles away,
And the day is loud with voices speaking,
Yet there isn't a train goes by all day
But I hear its whistle shrieking.

All night there isn't a train goes by,
Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming,
But I see its cinders red on the sky,
And hear its engine steaming.

My heart is warm with the friends I make,
And better friends I'll not be knowing,
Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take,
No matter where it's going.

Friday, August 5, 2011

August Break: August 5 The Inward Morning




  Which outward nature wears,
And in its fashion's hourly change
  It all things else repairs.
In vain I look for change abroad,
  And can no difference find,
Till some new ray of peace uncalled
  Illumes my inmost mind.
What is it gilds the trees and clouds,
  And paints the heavens so gay,
But yonder fast-abiding light
  With its unchanging ray?
Lo, when the sun streams through the wood,
  Upon a winter's morn,
Where'er his silent beams intrude,
  The murky night is gone.
How could the patient pine have known
  The morning breeze would come,
Or humble flowers anticipate
  The insect's noonday hum--
Till the new light with morning cheer
  From far streamed through the aisles,
And nimbly told the forest trees
  For many stretching miles?
I've heard within my inmost soul
  Such cheerful morning news,
In the horizon of my mind
  Have seen such orient hues,
As in the twilight of the dawn,
  When the first birds awake,
Are heard within some silent wood,
  Where they the small twigs break,
Or in the eastern skies are seen,
  Before the sun appears,
The harbingers of summer heats
  Which from afar he bears.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

August 3: Sweet Summer Bliss

Sugar, ah, Honey, Honey
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you
Honey, ah, Sugar, Sugar
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

August 1st: Fly Away Home

Ladybug, Ladybug, Fly Away Home







Leaving on a jet plane don't know when I'll be back again

When I think of home
I think of a place where there's love overflowing
I wish I was home
I wish I was back there with the things I been knowing

August Break

Some of my very fave bloggers, Susannah Conway, Bindu Wiles and Marrianne Elliot have created The August Break. The August Break  is a break from words in their blogs and they (and those of us participating) are instead using photography to capture the month of August! 

When I took Susannah's Unraveling course I few months I go, I discovered that I loved the camera and the stories I could tell with it so I've decided to join in The August Break and see how far I get.

Cheers and Happy Break!