Today we marched in our town parade and gave thanks to all the Men and Women who serve our country with valor, bravery and pride.
Though my boys marched for the Scouts and for their sports teams, I am grateful that Memorial Day means more to them than just being in the parade. As we proceed on to the cemetery to pay our respects to the fallen veterans, and both of their grandfathers, I am filled with pride as they respectfully take their hats off and place their hands over their hearts and say, thank you for your service to the Honored men and women who attended the parade and those across America.
In Our Little Town, we bow our heads in gratitude and respect. Thank You!
Bit by wonderful bit, the spring has finally arrived and nature has begun to dazzle us with her vibrant and verdant colors.
Mother Nature is compelling us to look up and out at the majesty and brilliance that surrounds and enchants us with each new perfect bud, blade of grass, or blossoming tree, stretching eagerly, hungrily towards the resplendent sun.
I promise to get back to taking and sharing new photos again. I have had so much fun retooling and rethinking my pictures, it’s been a blast.
Looking at my photos through a different lens, pun intended, allows me to think about how I create art, the process of creating art, and my own narrow view of what is art.
Once again I am happy to remind myself that the beauty and art I seek, is in the eyes of the artist and the one who beholds the art. That is why everyone brings their own individual sense of creativity to the table when they share their work.
Beyond that, creating art is just as necessary as air. It allows me to use my imagination and to play and as an adult, most of the time, that is a pleasure that never grows old.