Last sunday I spent some time to myself. It was a sunny day that started with a prayer or two.. some silence... some tears... some writing and LOTS of walking. It was needed. I decided to take my dslr along for my stroll..
There's always something about sitting by a large body of water... howerver calm.. however busy.. howerver quiet. There's something about it that brings me peace. It makes me feel reflective. It centers me. ... I hope one day when I get old, I am privileged enough to have a home by a body of water... or at least find a way to bottle the effects of what it does to my spirit and carry that with me all days through my old age. ... lol. I think about this often.
Willow ... weep for me.
Willow trees make me think of old age. lol. old memories.. and Pocahontas
(real talk lol). I think it's because of how it hangs. ...like sagging limbs.. sagging skin..in a hunchback-like stance. it reminds me of old mothers..
it reminds me of wisdom acquired in due time. ....
Sometimes I forget that Toronto actually has an airport downtown. ...
I can't remember the last time I rollerbladed. lol..
yes. you are seeing a mini sand area. You can pretend to be on a beach. lol... and "tan" if you're into that.
One day I'll find home. I don't think it's here ... yet.