Come one… Come All!!
Step right up!!
The ladder is ready
to show you
if you only
My angel fell – again.
Just as I pulled my journal out
the one that says
dream believe discover
the other writing books, mine
the daisy journal, advent reflections,
little girl lost, a horse story
slanted, off balance
they hit her and as she
fell the top of her
broke off flying across
the room, my room
It didn’t seem fair.
Several days later
I made a decision.
I moved her. To my jewelry box.
I searched for
the broken tip
both wings now
she holds the
her writing, her story
firmly in her
Nothing has been lost. Only found.
“Would you pick me up some glue?”
I put her back
It was hard
the broken pieces
were so heavy
and though the
glue was super
I had to
lay her down,
put her to
scars, a sign
and the hope
This past week a community I belong to on Google+ called Women in Photography had as its weekly photo theme “colorful.”
So I had this grand idea. To take a bunch of colorful paints and go out and paint the snow, then take a colorful photo to submit. Brilliant, right?
So out I went with this colorful array of paint on this colorful paper plate, brush in hand, ready to create a snow masterpiece.
I came into the house laughing. My daughter, Lisa-Noel, looked at me, wondering what is that crazy Mom of mine up to now?
In between my giggling I told her,
“Well, my attempt at painting on the snow was an epic fail!”
All she could do was laugh with me.
But I was not ready to admit defeat, going into the kitchen, looking around, hoping to find some colorful inspiration to transport outside for my photo.
That’s when these candies caught my eye. And the rest, is now photographic history! Mine, at least.
Just after I shot these photos, Lily, my golden retriever, who kept coming close to sniff the candies, darted to meet someone pulling into the driveway, knocking all the candies into the snow. I took another photo. I liked it- thank you Lily!
I do believe in magic… winter snow magic… don’t you?