SPARKLING BERRIES – FRIDAY’S PHLOG FOR JULY 24, 2015

berry collage

summer living

blackberries glistening

lights dancing in the sun

spiders escaping

fighting thorns and prickles

blood stained fingers

quickly gathering

 in competition with

my four-legged

companion

for the sparkling

 berries

dancing in the sun

momwhearingloss

THE HEART OF A LION – FRIDAY’S PHLOG FOR MAY 8, 2015

“It is better to be a lion for a day than a sheep all of your life.”  Elizabeth Kenny

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I took this picture of my youngest son a few years ago.  He came home from school one day and announced he wanted a mohawk haircut.  He was playing box lacrosse and several of the kids on the team decided that intimidating haircuts would suit their lacrosse style.  Why, I don’t know because they wear helmets, it’s not like any of the opposing team saw their hair.   However, if you feel like a lion then you roar like a lion.  I didn’t mind the haircut, I like mohawks and the haircut suited my son.  The problem was that the school he was going to had a rule against mohawk haircuts. The rule went against my grain as I believe you have to let children be themselves and not make a big deal of things that don’t matter – like hair, clothes and style.  At the same time I do teach my children to follow rules, but it was June and there were only a few weeks left of school, so my husband and I decided to let  Matt cut his hair in mohawk style so he could join the ranks of his team.  We warned him when he went to school the principal would have something to say.  We coached him to be respectful but to stand up for himself and tell her why his hair was cut that way.  His first day at school with his new style, the principal approached him and he told her it was for his team.  Didn’t impress her much and she met my husband at his car when he pulled in after school to pick up the boys.  My husband told her that we decided let him cut his hair in mohawk style knowing the school rules.  The principal decided to compromise – he didn’t wear his hair in mohawk style while at school.  I thought the compromise was ironic because a mohawk style not worn in mohawk style looks terrible.   Not one other child at his school had a mohawk and every day he proudly went to school showing off his haircut.  There comes a time in everyone’s life where  you just gotta break the rules, face the consequences and stand up for yourself..

THE CREATURE WITHIN

you tried to fool me with your kindness,

you tried to fool me with your sadness,

you tried to fool me with your longing,

you tried to fool me with your passion,

it didn’t take long to see the

creature within,

kindness was really your anger,

sadness was really your bitterness,

longing was really your desperation

and

passion was really your aggression,

you don’t think I can see you as you

really are,

you don’t think I can see,

the creature within.

momwhearingloss

WHERE BUNNIES ROAM – FRIDAY’S PHLOG FOR APRIL 3, 2015

easter collage

many fond memories,
during Easter celebrations,
egg wars,
bunny ears,
Easter egg hunts,
looking for the Easter Bunny,
wondering where he roams,
popping up everywhere,
giggling at the chocolate and
goodies he brings,
cherishing family and friends.

THE WALL

Art washes from the soul the dust of every day life.” Picasso

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The Daily post weekly challenge – wall – couldn’t resist this one – I adore wall art. When an artist can take a dull and ugly building and turn it into a piece of art, I gaze upon it in complete awe. I took this shot while driving along the Oregon Coast – this beautiful piece was painted on an old fish cannery. The stench from that building was nauseating, yet this mural caught the beauty of the coastal town.

UNCOMPLICATED – FRIDAY’S PHLOG FOR JANUARY 23, 2015

 

boat dream

“Sitting in a rowboat,

paddling around the lake,

looking for a good fishing spot,

life suddenly becomes uncomplicated,

makes me wonder why I don’t sit in a boat more often.”

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JOURNEY INTO THE UNKNOWN – FRIDAY’S PHLOG FOR JANUARY 16, 2015

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Walking through this old graveyard gave me a sense of humbleness.  Dreams, hopes and passions of souls lie in the unmarked graves.  Every step was a step into the unknown, a reflection of my life  as I continue the journey.

momwhearingloss

SKATING WITH THE SUN – FRIDAY’S PHLOG FOR DECEMBER 19TH, 2014.

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I can remember leaving the house with my skates over my shoulder and not returning until the sun went down.  It’s never cold enough here for an outside rink, but the odd time the temperature drops I grab my skates and head for the fields.