Puerto Rico, Frankie Cutlass
In appreciation of our differences, we can often find our similartites. As we appreciate those similarities, we accept that WE ARE ONE...
A student of life and the lens,who carries music in her heart and shares her soul through her lens. Each post gives you both. Song, Artist, Image (website: www.sawphotog.com)
Sunday, September 13, 2015
Saturday, September 12, 2015
communing in art... (Brandywine Arts Festival)
Wednesday, September 9, 2015
my last day of summer
Keep On, Jah Cure
One of my favorite places to be is at the beach. I am really not sure when or why I am attracted to this particular piece of nature. Possibly because of the healing I found when I arrived a week after losing my mother and grandmother, maybe it's the freedom I feel within myself not worried about sharing my physical vulnerabilities, or just the calming sound of the ocean. Whatever the reason I, like many, seek out the beaches treasures, whatever form they may be.
Today, my treasures were solitude...
Companionship (my beach buddy who settled into my camp)...
The official last day of summer for me is the day I take my last trip to the beach for the year...
One of my favorite places to be is at the beach. I am really not sure when or why I am attracted to this particular piece of nature. Possibly because of the healing I found when I arrived a week after losing my mother and grandmother, maybe it's the freedom I feel within myself not worried about sharing my physical vulnerabilities, or just the calming sound of the ocean. Whatever the reason I, like many, seek out the beaches treasures, whatever form they may be.
Today, my treasures were solitude...
Cohabitation...
Companionship (my beach buddy who settled into my camp)...
and the appreciation of other's indulgence in their treasures...
The official last day of summer for me is the day I take my last trip to the beach for the year...
So long summer.
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