Island Summer…

Summer has gleeful arrived with all its glory and splendor!

“Let gratitude be the pillow upon which you kneel to say your prayers.” Dr. Maya Angelou

The dock of the sea...
The dock of the sea…
Boats on the sea...
Boats on the sea…
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The mouth of the sea…

#islandsummer

 

Cabin Fever

Usually I write when things are crazy. It’s how I cope but with the endless snow and the kids being home more than in school for the month of February, I’m exhausted. As if the snow days weren’t enough, we are coming to the end of February vacation and though I love my sons and would rather spend time with them more than anyone else on the planet, I can’t wait for them to go back to school. To get back to some sort of routine; theirs, and mine.

The snow is higher than my windows and I admit, I may be suffering from cabin fever. Oh sure, I’ve been out and about and working super hard but the white, whiteness of the snow is getting to me. Everywhere my eyes can see, there are mounds and mounds of snow too tall to throw snow on top anymore. Shards of ice dangle precariously from everyone’s house, and businesses, and the lakes and oceans are coated with huge chunks of floating, frozen, frigid white ice, far and wide.

I crave colors, green grass, the smell of fresh flowers, the warmth of the sun, and the water cascading over my head as I wade out to swim in the ocean. This is beginning to sound more like a plea for help or a message in a bottle from some foreign land. I’d laugh but I’m afraid it might sound a bit maniacal.

So hopefully, March will roar in like a lion and I know everyone here on the east coast will dance with fevered merriment and joy when the temperatures hit 50 and the only sounds we hear are the drip drop of snow melting, melting, melting. And our lives return to some semblance of order. I will end by sending the final snow photos for 2015 and hope that the next thing I write will be more optimistic and this winter will be something I talk about with nostalgia and not while gritting my teeth, my white teeth. I know, I’ve gone too far.

The freezing ocean
The freezing ocean
Dock frosting
Dock frosting

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#endless snow #cabin fever

Rejuvenation Vacation…

I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed a break. I just couldn’t solve one more problem, listen to one more argument between my sons, or do one more load of laundry. I got a chance to go away for a few days, by myself, and I was packed and in the car in 40 minutes. Not rushing exactly, but there was a hustle in my step. This was no time to dawdle.

Getting away allowed me to hear my inner voice, listen to silence, (which of course is never really silent, but you get my drift), and chill out. I just sat, with no guilt, no plan, no direction and I felt myself exhale as the breeze washed over my face.

I got a chance to sit on the beach, ride a bike, read 3 books cover to cover, eat, laugh, walk, write, take pictures, see a movie, talk with friends, watch the water, swim, and rest. It was wonderful and just what I needed to get myself back on the creative track.

 

boating...
boating…
lavender whisps...
lavender whisps…
reading room...
reading room…

Inspiration…

I wonder if bloggers know what an inspiration they are to other bloggers, myself included?

I have learned so much about courage, bravery, triumph, and honesty from reading and viewing people’s creative and entertaining blogs. The world of blogging allows for a connection, a commonality and mutual respect that has for most of us, far surpassed the introductory phase of a “friendship”. We share our lives with authenticity, humor, sadness and joy and we are all the better for it.

I am so grateful for the things I have learned from my online friends; gardening, photography, parenting, children, bucket lists, fear, art, challenges, writing, painting, poetry, literature, traveling, music, and the list goes on. From each post I glean a bit more insight into the blogger themselves and I have the utmost respect and gratitude for their contributions to the blogosphere as a whole and to me as a fellow artist.

It’s not easy to put your life and stories out into the world but it is amazing when the people you meet lift you up and encourage you to keep reaching for your dreams and to make the impossible, Possible.

In this online world of virtual friends and artists, I am a better person for having “met” each and every one of you. You inspire me everyday and in so many unexpected ways.

Thank You All.

Boats of a different color.
Boats of a different color.

 

Destination….

Dockside
Dockside

“If you will embrace change, the winds that you thought would defeat you will actually push you to your divine destiny.” Unknown

Buoys...
Buoys…