Maybe being powerful means to be…
Well, it hasn’t been spring quite long enough to start posting new buds and and blossoms, but I have at least been inspired enough to dazzle up a few photos taken over the last little while.
The seed of the chinese bamboo tree spends five years under the ground with no growth whatsoever but in the fifth year it grows over 80 feet tall, have a little patience in life, your success might just be around the corner.
- Dade Keshinro
The greatest oaks have been little acorns.
- Thomas Fuller
She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day.
- Jerry Spinelli
The obstacles you face are… mental barriers which can be broken by adopting a more positive approach.
- Clarence Blasier
I’ve got nothing to do today but smile.
- Paul Simon
I’m in my usual winter-photography slump. It’s a drag and I used to get rather worked up about the fact I wasn’t feeling inspired, but here’s the deal: it will end.
The days get longer, the sun gets warmer, and most importantly, things start growing again. Come April, when green is shooting out of all the forgotten corners, I’ll be back, camera-in-hand, inspiration-in-heart.
So, since I have nothing new to share, I was poking around and found these photos I took of an abandoned homesteader house (homesteader house — is that redundant??) that we found back in November.
We met the man who owned the land. It was hunting season (whoops!) and he wanted to make sure we weren’t causing trouble. After he realized we were a couple of cuties shooting only with cameras, we got to talking. He told us how his mom had been born in the house — a house that, at one time, housed his entire family.
One little room. A whole new beginning.
So don’t be frightened, dear friend, if a sadness confronts you larger than any you have ever known, casting its shadow over all you do. You must think that something is happening within you, and remember that life has not forgotten you; it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall. Why would you want to exclude from your life any uneasiness, any pain, any depression, since you don’t know what work they are accomplishing within you?
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
To my beautiful friend, I miss you already.
And it’s a bit effed up that you’re no longer with us.
You always knew when it was beer o’clock (and beer o’clock came often).
You would let me take silly photos of us whenever I wanted.
You always made windmills (and Dan) look good.
And understandably, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you.
Nor could random Dutch shopkeepers.
You made the best goofy faces.
And laughed at everyone else’s.
Your feet were made for the surf.
You brought me joy amidst the most banal surroundings.
You were one of the good ones and I’m heartbroken you’re gone.
I love you, Sammie.
Raise some hell in heaven, my gorgeous friend.
We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.
It’s official! No question I’m a certified zhinka now…
I made the best borscht ever without a recipe. WITHOUT A RECIPE. I just knew what to put in the pot.
Oh, the swell-y Eastern European pride.
It’s in my bones, people.
There’s a reason so many of us are drawn to Paris. Just being there, it changes you. The air feels like a cool kiss on the cliff of your cheekbone. The city occurs like a woman–at once lingering and capricious. Paris is a smouldering gaze and wine-stained lips.
A walk about Paris will provide lessons in history, beauty, and in the point of Life.
We’ll always have Paris.
Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual.
There is but one Paris and however hard living may be here, and if it became worse and harder even—the French air clears up the brain and does good—a world of good.
~Vincent van Gogh
London is a riddle. Paris is an explanation.
I guess it goes to show that you just never know where life will take you. You search for answers. You wonder what it all means. You stumble, and you soar. And, if you’re lucky, you make it to Paris for a while.
You’re the only one who knows when you’re using things to protect yourself and keep your ego together and when you’re opening and letting things fall apart, letting the world come as it is – working with it rather than struggling against it. You’re the only one who knows.