Turkey

So, I am back from Turkey & into the swing of everyday life.  

I wanted to share some of my favorite photos from the trip.

Spring has Sprung in New York City!

I'm dreaming

2012 has not started off very creatively. However, that doesn't mean that my dreams aren't still in color and my visions are dusty. I'm hoping that a little r & r will help spark some of the pizazz that has been missing.

Current Obsession #7

You know when you see an image that stays with you forever?  

This is one of those for me.

Albino baby girl and her Mwila mother - Angola. 

ademiromano

I was at an dinner on Thursday evening and Joe Diaz from Afar magazine was the keynote speaker.  During his presentation, he shared this photo with us.  I've not been able to quit thinking about it since.  

I know the eye is drawn to the sweet, sleeping baby, but it's the woman's necklace that I find myself staring at again and again.

Flaking Out

Untitled, a photo by Maanavi* on Flickr.

So, there are things that I flake out on and there are things that I don't.  

February Foretelling is one of those flake-out items.  

I was posting and not enjoying.  

So finally, I gave myself permission to just stop.  

It felt good to not feel guilt for stopping something, unimportant as it may be.

Give yourself permission to move on.

February Foretelling 14

February 14:

With that understanding came total freedom.

February Foretelling 13

February 13:

That's the picture they saw of me, but it didn't matter what they thought.

patti smith inscription two, a photo by michael_stevens_ on Flickr.

February Foretelling 12

February 12: 

No; but I can't do it now, with two babies to tend.

February Foretelling 11

February 11: 

His attitude comes from his parents, he explains.

Those two little friends of mine-Sonny Ramadhin and Alf Valentine, a photo by faisalkhaled1992 on Flickr.

February Foretelling 10

February 10: 

Her parents were crushed.

Battered, Tattered, Shattered, a photo by jerrysEYES (retiring Feb 28, 2013) on Flickr.

February Foretelling 9

February 9:

In the backseat, Mom was holding something in her purse.

By KaitℓynRose

February Foretelling 8

February 8:

She began reading the obituaries, and she came across one, a yellowed piece of newspaper, and kissed it.

Sweet Memories, a photo by edjane obama on Flickr.

February Foretelling 7

February 7: 

The path down the hill is a short cut to the parking lot.

Rollin down the hill...., a photo by Keith Sergeant on Flickr.

February Foretelling 6

February 6: 

But soon it was clear how happy these women were to be together, laughing and gossiping as if they'd saved up their stories all week.

A Good Laugh, a photo by Sanhodo on Flickr.

February Foretelling 5

February 5:

Chaos tells me to calm down or else 
they won't be able to help me.

Chaos Hipstamatic, a photo by Tessek on Flickr.

February Foretelling 4

February 4:
There was no possibility of a real conversation.

conversation, a photo by nemoegero on Flickr.

February Foretelling 3

February 3: 

The images were grainy, roughly cut into wood.

All cut up, a photo by Jason...lost in Norfolk on Flickr.

February Foretelling 2

February 2: 

It had been a particularly large Christmas dinner.

Um...I don't think this is the kind of sentence I had in mind...but so be it.

Ukrainian Christmas Feast, a photo by glenbowmuseum on Flickr.

February Foretelling 1

I just read a book in which one of the main characters started her day by opening a book & reading the first sentence her eyes landed on.  The sentence was a forecast of what was in store for that day.  I've decided to try this for the month of February and I will share it with you.

February 1:

Thus, the marks of external success had not changed appreciably during this time.

A Good Book., a photo by ©nicole on Flickr.

Christmas Past

As I was going through old photo albums this week, I found this photo of my mom, aunt & grandma. 

I thought it was appropriate to share because of my last post. 

If you notice in the background, they have their cards displayed by simply tacking string to the wall & hanging the cards over the lines.   

Isn't my mom so cute (on the right)?

You can tell she is so proud of her new doll.