The healing journey of a widowed, unschooling badass in Delaware.
Audiobook on the speaker (Ready Player Two), long-neglected models being completed, and my hands bringing order to this chaos.
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When we walk, my girlfriend and I are equally drawn to bright colors and the drab of death.
Fungi exist ubiquitously between them, pushing the wheel slowly around.
Nature is blooming in the garden and in the wild.
A quiet crackling as Memorial Day fireworks pop in the distance.
An unexpected daddy longlegs crouched in these flowers by a local creek.
The perfect shot for the opening of a monster movie.
A foxy couple has moved in under our neighbor’s deck and I’m looking forward to capturing pictures of their kits.
Spring is rebirth and renewal. The beautifying of the earth.
Resurrection has been on my heart since Easter. A slow movement of the Holy Spirit through my body as I’ve watched flora bloom and fauna nest.
May is when it hits. Mary’s magnolia blossoms have appeared and I feel the strength and beauty of her through this tree.
We can’t have Life of Spring without the Dead of Winter.
I’m spending the next 30 days documenting the beauty around me. I’ll focus on nature, but keep my eyes wide for the radiance of life.
God bless this world.