Wall

Inspired by Frank at Dutch goes the Photo. The prompt: Wall

 

wall of leaves
Wall of Leaves

 

One November day last year, I caught the last colors of nature…holding on tight… before winter arrived…

…and erased them from the landscape.

 

Mug of Blue

Inspired by: Becky’s Blue July Squares

 

I drink coffee every morning. Always out of the same mug – which is the perfect size for me. Large.

My daughter recently updated my go-to mug as a birthday gift. Purchased from a local pottery in the Washington DC Monroe Street Arts Walk area; my grandson in tow. So, technically, they both chose it for me.

A unique – work of art mug – handmade by Kuzeh Pottery…which is owned by women.*

I like that!

And I love my new mug…a beautiful shade of blue…holding just the right amount of coffee.

blue mug

 

 

*I am hopeful that I live long enough to see women owned businesses so plentiful that mentioning this fact is redundant.

 

 

 

Choice Connections

Inspired by Lens-Artist Challenge #53: Your Choice

Happy Anniversary to the women who host the Lens-Artist Challenge – celebrating one year by…suggesting that you respond to today’s challenge with any subject that’s near and dear to YOUR hearts, as we’ve done with our images today. If you’d prefer some guidance, choose any of the four subjects we’ve selected this week (Friendship, Imagination, Connected or A Country that’s special to you).

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What subject is near and dear to my heart?

My family below…and scenes like this one from post Christmas 2017 festivities.

Enjoying a family sing-along.

Complete with my husband, son-in-law, son & daughter on guitar and my 18 month old grandson on his new kid-size djembe drum.

I am carefully balanced on a step stool trying my best to capture the moment. While singing.

 

sing-along 2017
Family Circle 2017

 

Language

Inspired by V.J.’s Weekly Challenge: Language

This week, let’s think about language. Notice the places where words flow confidently and those where words falter.

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You did too much

My mother admonished me after I made my way down the stairs into the living room…two days before Christmas in 1986. After I discovered blood where there shouldn’t have been any. My hand smoothing my slightly rounded belly – as if that would stop what was happening.

What I feared was happening…

As I called out from the small confines of our brand new second floor bathroom. A short distance from a third bedroom…finished a few months earlier. Space for a new family member.

My voice unheard over the cranked up stereo down below…You Better Watch Out You Better Not Cry…in anticipation of the holiday to come. My 4 year old daughter over the moon excited about Santa. And her grandparents’ visit.

You Did Too Much

Four words.

Language that jumpstarted slivers of guilt.  Mixed with grief and anger and fear.

Compounded by my doctor….who, hours later with eyes averted, added…

These Things Happen.
It’s Probably For The Best.

What did I do?…

The unanswered question wrapped around my heart…until the day almost a year later…when my beautiful healthy son was born. And I exhaled.

No words necessary.

Our family of four complete.

 

moon sliver copy

 

Blue song…

Inspired by: Becky’s Blue July Squares 

 

The year was 1971.
Joni Mitchell released Blue – one of my favorite albums…ever.

A few years later I was able to see her perform in concert on a cold winter night. Up in the balcony at The Music Hall in Boston. It was a magical evening spent with this amazing singer/songwriter.

My well worn vinyl copy still survives…

 

BLUE
by Joni Mitchell

JONI BLUE