From Where I Stand

The first photo is Linking with 

Bonnie at Pixel Dust Photo Art, -VINTAGE

Studio Waterstone~ I Heart Macro, ABC Wednesday,-G is for grateful,Our World Tuesday , and Tina's Pic Story "weekend flowers".

And there is a teeny tiny stamen shadow heart i- if you look carefully- for Random Heart Thursday.

Kitchen Window- 10 day old Valentine's Day Flowers, February24, 2013

Photoshop fun with digital layers-old flowers become vintage

There is sunshine 

curving into creases,

lighting little corners.

I am grateful.

continued study of the curves all around me

The Outside of the Curve

The first photo is Linking with Bonnie at Pixel Dust Photo Art,   ,Studio Waterstone~ I Heart Macro 

,ABC Wordless Wednesday ,Our World Tuesday ,Wordless Wednesday NC Sue,, ,and Tina's Pic Story "wordless Wednesday".

And down below two hearts images for Random Heart Thursday.



I am exploring the curve. I thought I would be dancing inside the curve. I thought I would be comforted by the curve. January found me outside the curve. Clinging, grasping, sliding - surrendering to the free fall. I slide off the edge. 

Down

Down

Down

Looking closely at this close up-  you can see a layer from Bonnie over at Pixel Art Photo- Thank you Bonnie!

You helped me hang on

The curved umbrella of faith poofing open with a muffled grace. 

I step back from the edge onto a clean kitchen floor.

I stoop to to fill the empty dog bowl with water.

I see it was not empty after all.

 

It is a bowl full of sunshine.

Over and over again, life is strung together by moments of grace.

  

Kitchen, Blacksburg, VA- February 14, 2013

My dog wants still wants water.

Stained Glass Window TV Room, Blacksurg, VA- February 14, 2013

Continuing to study the curve.

Front Porch, Blacksburg, VA- January 13, 2013

These little bird statues study a heart shaped leaf on my front porch. Happy Valentines Day - I hope it was lovely.

Blacksburg VA-February 13, 2013

And here you must look closely to find a little angel watching over a sideways heart. Everyday I am blessed.

Reservations

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In the door way, 

between 

in and out. 

Starting the third day of the year. I am having reservations about my word for the year. Dramatic pause.... I like to pause... a lot. Is it cheating to have a word I like already?  Will this make me a slug?

Hmmmm.....I did not see of the rest of the world out walking the Huckleberry Trail on this 19 degree day. My dog and I did the whole two miles. Pepper wore her pink coat and I had on several layers, boots, gloves, two neck warmers, two scarfs, (my neck needs to be very warm) and a hat.  I had been debating-procrastinating-putting it off-avoiding, ah... er... I mean  ... PAUSING. Surely I was just using my new word for the year. Right. This new word will need constant supervision.

What made me get off my butt and take myself and my dog for a walk? The doorbell. My sister.(No, she was not at the door-she lives 500 miles away) A package. My sisters hand knitted hat, and scarf, with a heart secured inside a special pocket. You cannot get a gift like that and not take them out on a test walk.

Even though I would prefer to always stand in sunny doorway, warming myself like a cat. I now realize, even with the word pause I will not become a slug. I have faith that my pausing will take on more meaning as the year unfolds. And the blessings as prompts to action, right action could be the result. Glad to be home out of the cold though - and so is Pepper.

Here is the small stone I found while walking today.  Good thing I found it early, my phone konked out by mid-walk.

 

January 3, 2012- Small Stones
it's cold1!!!!!!  by  Teri H Hoover


Frozen footprints. 
Full-bodied punctuation,
or exclamation overuse? 

empty house

December 27, 2011- Small Stones
empty house   by  Teri H Hoover

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Clouds relinquish the sun. 
The sun fills dark places. 

Brightly through my kitchen window.
Filling now the quiet spaces.
Now settling on my dog and warming my shoulder.
Plunging the world into light.
The computer screen covered in my reflection.
Trusting fingers to type through mouth lines and golden hair.

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PST (Post stone thoughts)

Like a whimsical melody, husband glides by my window on his bike.

Momentarily he is through the door,

"It rained and sunned on me-".

He disappears into the bedroom to change.

From the closet, I hear my husband singing a childhood rhyme;

"We do the hokey pokey and turn ourselves around- that's what my Teri is all about."

He likes to insert our names into songs... I am sure he was not even aware of his singing. Coincidentally, I am pondering my word or phrase to "think on with intention" this coming year. (2011 I had the word "balance" as my go to word.- and it was most useful-I should write about it, I am unsure I will get to it). I have played with the word trust- trust in  leaving fear for brief moments to allow joy. But also trust that I can be unjoyful and know there is the option of  turning myself around. I tend to be a joy minimizer. (This has been a step by step process for me.) Sadness, contentment, gratefulness, sure. However, joy seems over the top. I think I see my direction. Time to walk the dog.

Stay with the Sunshine

Backyard  Garden. Blacksburg, VA- May 21,2011

Me and the man worked in the yard all day Saturday--- well he did most of the work.  I was feeling really tired.  I did show him where I wanted the holes dug for my new rose bushes. It is good to have rose bushes for when the irises and columbine are done blooming. 

Sunshine in the Garden

Backyard Garden, Blacksburg, VA- May 20, 2011

It was sunny in the garden today and that is enough.