I’m going to the Cambridge Food Pantry this morning to volunteer to help pack the backpacks for the children in the local school whose families need food support. It’s a rainy and chilly day, suitable for writing. I will get to use my brand new sunglasses next week sometime, rain and more rain. I’m adopting St. Therese’s white rose as a symbol of purity and compassion.
More later. I also got a photo of Fate loyally waiting at the top of the stairs to the basement, where Maria was checking on the water heater. I have a story to tell about a chicken painting, a compost toilet, meditation, and fear. It’s a strange story, needless to say, but an important one. (Above, my new sunglasses, obviously.)
Feeding in the rain
Loyal dog waiting for human.
My new symbol of purity and compassion. Thanks, St. Terese.
I admit that each time I open your blog, several times a day, the new flower photos catch my breath. They are exquisite,
sometimes better than the real things because you do reveal their souls. With the new lenses you reach perfection.
I have also loved the bird photos that reveal similar closeups of the birds at my feeder.
Good decision about ignoring the picky critics ! I’m relieved that I don’t have to read about them anymore. I can simply
take in the beauty and feel refreshed.
A great message to get Laura, and I do get it. Thanks for the very kind words…I’m learning a lot about taking photos…and you are right about the trolling, I just kept taking the bait..I’m over that ..I was sick of them too
An exquisite photo of tissue paper petals on a royal rose. Thank you.