Prayerful Pause

Linked to: Random Hearts Thursday- with a special prayer for Clyties Dad,I Heart Macro- @ StudioWaterhouse ,Black and White Wednesday @Me as Mother 

Blacksburg, VA- Nov 1, 2012

Peculiar fallen feathers,

atop the dried leaves on the sidewalk.

 Someone lost part of their Halloween costume last night.

this poem is a part of  

 Mindful Writing Day with Fiona and Kaspa

I guess it has been a long time since my last post. I had to stop and think how to post an image; oh dear.

I have found my word for the year to be most useful - again.

Pause.   It is just fine to stop when you are out of breath, from being too busy, or just completely gone. 

I was completely gone ... in Sedona, Arizona.

This one is by my husband- that would be me reviewing the image I had just taken.

Sedona, Arizona October 2012

A fellow photographer catching the light of Oak Creek Canyon, Sedona Arizona.
Unfortunately, I did not get his name.

Flying back home, we are whirled into focus as we pray for those affected by Hurricane Sandy. A deep pause of prayer. 

xoxo teri

Little Things

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 New Smyrna Beach, FL-Sept.14, 2011

What we leave behind is as telling as what we find.

Flight

Sometimes I write....

August 4, 2011 Small Stones

flight by Teri H Hoover

Inspired by a photo by Barbara Boethling-

Her blog link-Polished Stones 

Feather in the Grass photo by Barbara Boethling

I remember sunlight flight-
leaving a stream of unseen enfolding lines.
I remember the caress of the clouds-
we were white on white.
I remember the lift within the vane-
strong and complete.
I remember the unseen air singing in the barbicels ~ 
a great breath bringing every dream alive.

Downy wisps  remain my very own dream~ afterfeathers that still catch sunlight and breeze,
I am sustained by the thought of all this love. 







To write this piece I wanted to learn more about the parts of a feather- so I of course delighted to learn quite a bit.

 bird feathers