Wednesday, August 1, 2012

I thought that my whole life...

"I think there are cells in your lip that will grow back, I thought that my whole life..." says my five year old son tonight. 

You know what I thought my whole life?  I thought that if I could dream it, I could do it. I thought that if I reached for the stars and missed, I would land amongst the clouds...

And now, with this 1st day of August upon me, I realize that what I thought all along is true.  If I work hard and be kind, people will appreciate it, and they do. If I do good, good will come to me... and it has.  Time and time again.

The love of my family, my friends, my children surrounds me and fills me with joy each and every day of my life.  Sounds cliche, but then why shouldn't it? Cliches are not hard to come by...good people are.

Summer seems to last such a short time in New Hampshire.  Lazy days filled with sun and fresh air, laughter, love and not a care in the world.  Be grateful, love with all your heart and believe that what you thought all along, just might be true.


Saturday, May 26, 2012

In just a blink of an eye....

Yes, I know...I can see it too. The forest through the trees..the light at the end of the tunnel...the sun guiding my way to the end of another amazing day.  

Summer is a coming! I fully expect to embrace each day with my eyes wide open and my heart full of excitement as each warm day fills my 365 of ’12.  

Peace. Take time to reflect.


Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Challenging, but worth it?

I made a friend.  His name is Steve. Some of you know of him, some of you don't. He is a retired Army veteran, fought in a couple wars, been around the block a time or two...single dad raising two amazing teenagers.  He has become my best friend.

He dragged me up and down a sloping, steep, rocky mountain side up to the tops of Georgianna Falls on Sunday.  Well, he said he dragged me...I agreed to it.  I admit it, I was scared...a little whiny, questioning why the hell people hike...what did I get myself into, how am I gonna make it down???  All the while, Steve trudged on with me in tow...helping me out across the rocks, talking me over the squishy slippery steps over the river two times and dragging me through the forest.  He even did this army sign language thing (he probably learned it in combat) when I couldn't hear him over the deafening thrashing sound of falling water.  It totally cracked me up!

The best part of it all was in the knowing of what a special and unique place these falls are to Steve.  He visited them as a child...memories of the water and rocks and trees all too vivid and fresh and ready to be shared with me: the stranger in this forest.

After we visited the top, Steve left me sitting alone on a flat rock listening to the water.  He gave me a pocket knife to fight off the forest boogie man..."probably end up stabbing myself in the foot more than anything else" I thought to myself.  He tip toed to the top along the slippery waterfall's edge, snapped a couple of shots of the pools at the top and snuck down behind me and started throwing stuff at me...just like my brother would have.

When we decided to finally leave, he made me climb higher to a flatter, less rocky terrain so I would feel safer...he did a great job getting me back to solid ground...I only yelped once, okay, maybe twice and fell on my butt once, really only once!  What an amazing day with an amazing friend. 

Life offers challenges... ask me, ask a combat vet, ask your best friend, ask yourself.  How we choose to handle them when in the depth of it all shows true character.  We already know that...should we wish to be dragged through the forest, pushing ourselves to climb higher, be stronger, breathe deeper, be more?  If you don't already know the answer to that question, maybe you need to give it a whirl and find out what you come up with.


Sunday, March 25, 2012 all around

Soon after I wrote the following post, I realized that the photos I wanted to post are of organisms making occurred to me that no matter what changes are what makes the world go around. Check it out...

Yes, hard to imagine that it has been nearly 2 months since the last time I have had time, the need or the courage to write about what is going on. I have traveled, met old friends, made new friends and come back home. Seems my life is always a journey of some kind...

The changes that are taking place happen slowly...some slower than others. Reminders along the way to keep it real and remember why I am here are subtle at times, not so subtle at others. If I am lucky enough to know you personally, you are seeing it happen right before your eyes and I appreciate the feedback and love you share while I attempt to realign to my center.

Having fun right now keeping my head above water...seems the March to June months will be focused on more of my professional life and making my way towards securing my future, whatever that means! I love my craft, I wish I had more time and money for it....for now I will hold on to learning more about me, my craft, and whatever else it is that will continue to move me towards finding that center.

Till then...take time to reflect.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Feeling Trapped

No, not me. I am not feeling trapped, well not today anyway.

After picking up my daughter from a sleepover, I decided to take the long way home. Up and around the mountain, hoping for a couple of shots of the fog sitting on top of the trees. I got that, check it out.

What I did not know was there were two rather curious and quite friendly horses across the street who were interested in finding out why I was there.

Check it out, Horses in Winter.

Foggy, cold and wet was just the weather needed for building a fast relationship between us. Walking over to us, the white horse was careful to watch his steps, ready to find out why I was there...the brown horse was less trusting...almost knowing why he didn't want to get too close.

White's cataract covered blue eyes spoke a lifetime of stories to me. His white coat, covered in blue with buckles down the front was trapping the warmth of his body in, like his stories. I kept the blanket in the last photograph (probably my favorite of him). It seems to tell his story, maybe a little too familiar for me...

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Friday, January 20, 2012

It has to start somewhere...

...this morning it was a commitment to do something I LOVE everyday. Today's LOVE is a photograph with the sun in it. I have a few, you can see them all in my 2012 Winter album.

I am reading Maryanne Radmacher's "Live with Intention". What a great resource for reminding ourselves to stop the noise in our heads and going on all around us and attempt to remember what makes us glow. I love the idea of the glow brought on by taking photos in the sunlight.

I climbed over a snow bank in boots and yoga pants for a shot of the was cold! I chased the light this morning...the cold chased me back to my house for my snowshoes and gloves. Headed back out for the shot of the tree with the red, white and blue. Love it!

Today was a reminder to make time for friends (call Abbie), do something I love (light)and try something new (shot on A with f/25)!

It's almost like starting a's gotta start somewhere!


Sunday, January 15, 2012

Crossing Over

In meiosis, crossing over is when the exchange of genetic material takes place. A little from each parent chromosome is given to the new offspring...creating an entire new set of genes...supporting the idea that life goes on.

Taking a chance on road conditions, I headed for North Conway and I crossed over the Kancamangus highway today. The road was slippery, but manageable. The trees white and their branches heavy from recent snowfall. I parked at one of my favorite overlooks that happened to be plowed enough to pull too loud for company, camera in hand, I had a minute alone with my past life...the single, adventurous, not a care in the world life...and all of a sudden I was overcome with a combination of excitement, pride, joy.

I could feel my past life...(the one I created before I was married) looking at my life now...and I could actually feel as if that life, that single life was proud of the life that is in front of me. I have made mistakes, I will make more. I have loved, I have lost, I will love again...I have no regrets.

It is funny how this crossing over the Kanc parallels where I am today. At times the road to my destination is steep, seemingly unmanageable...but still, in all of it, I manage to find the power to realign to the center.