Lordie it’s been a while, too long of while, since I have put my fingers on the keys. Since I have touched my camera. Since I have let my thoughts flow through word and image. It has been too long. And as a result, perhaps, I am lost in a myriad of thoughts. Ahhh where to begin? Love. Life. Compassion. Unity. Solitude. Peace. Chaos. Tranquility. Change. Constancy. So I begin my blogging anew with just one thought – fortitude. The strength and beauty of just one among many seemingly the same.
I invite you to swing over to my friend Christine’s blog, Quasi Agitato, to read my guest post entitled #Heaven in which I get to chat a bit about my #love of #Instagram and my favorite #s … Be sure to read some of her posts; absolutely brilliant!
By the way – I haven’t posted on here in a while. Sorry! That damn thing called “work” is getting in the way of so much fun stuff! Stay tuned though, I’ve got some edits I’m working on and lots of thoughts I’m ready to share.
xoxo
Christine
Someone asked me what I “want to do.” We were talking career stuff. It’s funny – there is so much one “can do” but if I had my druthers, I think I’d spend my time being a photojournalist, traveling the world documenting the fights, plights, drama, beauty, inspiration, and successes of people around the world. In a moment of quiet, I look from my window into the sky beyond and simply imagine…
I have traveled to and lived in many places: NYC, Madrid, Florida, New Jersey… Somehow I ended up here in this little town in coastal Delaware. I suppose it has been what we needed, my kids and I, when we needed it. But yet I find myself longing to experience more of the world. I dream of cities and countries, of waters and lands unknown to me.
I suppose this fantasy is rather impractical - kids, dogs, income, health insurance, et. al. But hell a girl has got to dream…
A short while ago, Paul and I went to NYC and in our walking journey around The City we passed by the building in which I had my first apartment. Different restaurant downstairs but still the same – 22nd & 7th. It would be cool if I still had that place!
Crossing through my yard, I came upon this tinsy little nest. It reminded me of the delicacy still present in the world around us … if we take notice.
Yesterday was a gorgeous day. Paul and I spent the entire day outside, walking the boardwalk (and me hoping for some good people watching!), going to the park, having ice cream, and checking out one of our favorite marinas. Seems the parking lot serves as their dry dock during off season. Odd. Can’t wait for the weather to warm up and get out on the water…
On my way out of the Hotel Rodney in downtown Lewes, Delaware the other day, I walked by these flowers planted along the base of the mirror in the hall. They were so pretty. And I liked the continuous reflection of the flowers in the mirror. Post processing was tough only because there were so many enhancements I liked, finally I decided on this…
On occasion I’m stuck inside: weather, kids, working at home, boredom, comfort, solice, peace, chores … whatever. Just a few shots as of late from times when I’ve been stuck inside.
PS – that bike is waiting to come off the wall until the weather is sure to be nicer more consistently. I am not a cold and/or rainy weather rider!
When I was little I wanted to be an ice skater, “like Dorothy Hamill.” Hell I even had the hair cut so as to look the part. I wanted to be a artist like my Grandma Durst. I wanted to be a doctor like my Dad. Today I am still that misdirected dreamer that I was at 10 years old. The truth is – I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. Today I dream of my photography, having an art gallery of my own, or maybe being an “art teacher.” But art these days doesn’t pay the rent (did it ever?). So sometimes still I think – forget it – I’m just going to be a dog trainer. Dogs are cool – even the grumpy ones. And I am a behavior specialist after all …
For some reason I have an affinity for cemeteries. I relish in the simple beauty of the headstones, the often asymmetry of their placement, the history, the love, the loss. They are peaceful and simple. Perhaps they remind me of times long ago – I am not sure. These are images I captured on my phone while on a walk with my son and our lil lazy pugs. 
