Sunday, July 17, 2011


I've always liked the time before dawn because there's no one around to remind me who I'm supposed to be, so it's easier to remember who I am

 She waved at all the people on the trains & later, when she saw they didn't wave back, she started singing songs to herself & it went that way the whole day & she couldn't remember having a better time in her life.

Sometimes the only thing to do is to start looking at everything again until you forget what you're supposed to see & actually see what's there

Time to come out, I told him & he said he'd only been in for 6 minutes & I said that's not true. You've been in the whole day & he shrugged & said all he could remember was the last 6 minutes 

It is not what you think, this reaching across the generations. There is no effort of will, no fierce glare in the face of the sideways dance of everyday. There is only the quiet house each morning, filled with soft breathing while you hold your tea in the cool air & always that moment when your love spreads a cloth upon the table & invites the whole day in again.
~all of these stories are from the Storypeople.
thank you Storypeople

a brand new day.
filled with endless possibilities.
filled with moments.
each photo was a moment
of my life.
each a moment
that made my heart smile.
and a moment
that i relived when i saw it again.
moment by moment.
how lucky are we.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.


Molly said...

I love your pictures and the words that fit them so well!

Shirley @ The Gardening Life said...

Love your photos and the quote at the beginning of the post. It's a nice way at looking at the beginning of day. I love this time of day for the solitude and peacefulness.