It seems I am often drawn to dark and moody images: the low light, and whispered insights appeal to me. I laugh at the obvious ones with everyone else, but these introverted photos cause me to linger. Not that it matters.
These are among my rescued geraniums, saved from a marked down cart at Lowe's in 2012. They've been growing where all the plants that need some special attention go in my house-- to the "parlor", where the western sun exposure agrees with them.
I guess this geranium is a houseplant now. They don't usually last much more than a year or two. I've taken several in over the years. They get spindly and woody. But when they bloom indoors, it makes me smile. I guess it is worth watching over it to see that flower, or two, or three...
We are all investing in small or great ways, in small or great things. What do we tend and nurture? What things make us smile?
Sulfur cinquefoil (potentilla recta). A wildflower or weed, depending on your view. This pretty flower just started blooming the week of July 4, along with the field clover. In fact, there are several newcomers in the field, and many whose names I don't know.
Thinking about how much effort goes into growing and maintaining a garden, and how effortlessly the fields put on their show. I'm happy to be upstaged by so much perfection.
I'm a wife, a mother of grown children, and work full time as a nurse practitioner with cancer patients. My work is gratifying often, and difficult and sad sometimes, too.
I'm average and extraordinary, just as you are. I've experienced profound failures, significant disappointments, had a few successes, and been the recipient of a lot of mercy. I try to keep perspective on what's important in life, and not get too upset about the rest.
My Catholic faith is important to me, and while I'm no theologian, it's my intention that my faith inform my outlook and values, and inspire personal virtue. I love that God desires to reveal himself to us. I love the small hints, the little bread crumbs, the multiple clues, and the pieces of the puzzle that dot the created world and point to the hand of the Creator. I love that He uses beauty, art, science, all his creatures and the invisible realm of our heart and emotions to communicate His goodness to us. And I love that the fullness of his love can be seen in the sacrifice of his son, Jesus, which makes me free.