More new beginnings

In my absence from this blog, I've started a new photo-a-day blog.  Join me at www.cameracuriosity.blogspot.com if you want to take a peek at my attempt to post a photo every day while learning more about my new passion for photography.

I'm also participating in NaNoWriMo again this year!

Happy (Day after) 4th of July!

Just a few shots from the fireworks at the lake.

And the red, white and blue cake I made from one of my old favorite Pampered Chef cookbooks.

Oldest son and his girlfriend arrived Saturday.  We've been enjoying the time together.

Mia

It was two years ago today that Mia came to us in a backpack, and immediately made herself at home.  Youngest son had picked her out of a litter that a friend's cat had.  She was barely a couple months old.  Cute and curious and just as sweet as she could be.  Still is.  She's a lot of fun.  Loves to play, and curl up on you instead of beside you.

Here she is, that first day two years ago, checking out the goods.

And a more recent picture.  Asleep in the study, close to the two things she seems to love most - a window where she can look out, and me, who she follows everywhere.

Wings

This was my morning...
Arriving at D/FW airport to take my baby to his flight to Pennsylvania to see his girlfriend.

My all grown up son checking in at security. *sniff*  He hates having his picture taken, so this was the best I could do at the time.

Spreading his wings.

On the Other Hand

Earlier this month, there was a poetry prompt from Poetic Asides to write an "on the other hand" poem.  I had an idea, but didn't get it down on paper until this past week.

Other Handedness

She holds his
heart in her bitter
hands, clutching,
clawing, until
she squeezes the life out of
him, for one last time.

Or maybe
it'll be like all
the other
times when she
deftly avoids any real
connection to him.

Saturday

I finally finished Nikki Sixx's book this morning.  A friend asked the other day how the book was.  I could've gushed forever, but I think sad, honest, haunting and inspiring sums it up.

And I have a couple poems that I've been sitting on because I've been too busy, too tired, or both, to get to the blog and post them.

Tried to do a fibonacci with this one.  Not the best attempt I'm sure, but the moment stirred emotions and inspired words.  The picture is from two winters ago, same church, different time.

Small
church
on the
hill, nestled
away from the road,
surrounded by old trees that stand
just as proud as they are crooked, how often have I

silently admired your simple beauty without
even stepping foot inside.  I
welcome the peace as
a black charred
top bares
its
soul

to the sky.  Unfaltering faith pours through a fine mist
of rain.  Blue and red lights cut the
morning around the
tiny church
across
the
road

Frazzled

I found this picture and thought it looked about how I feel - just a little bit frazzled.  Except instead of 'one of those days', it's one of those weeks; Tuesday when it felt like it should've been Thursday or Friday.

I've finished one poem recently, and started two others that sit in my notebook, barely an idea forming.  I wonder how I did it every day for 30 days in April because I can't seem to focus right now.  With all of the end of the year activities for school and my calendar looking like a small explosion, I'm just spinning.

Hopefully, I can come back up for some air soon.

No More Rain

It's been raining for the past two days and barely reaching the 60s.  Friday, I took a picture of the bird feeder that the husband and Youngest had bought.  This picture just makes me feel good.  I can still have sunshine and bird song even when it rains.