Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you.

This week, grab your camera and capture a shadow – Daily Post Photo Challenge: Shadow

PHOTO ONE: February 10, 2017

I try to keep my food pictures under wraps, not everyone needs, wants, or is even curious as to the  meals I choose to ingest but with that being said, there are exceptions. My dishes are colorful, and I’m beginning to mourn soup-season as it’s been amazingly tolerable to leave the house without fear of frostbite recently.


PHOTO TWO: March 17, 2013

One of my favorite pictures of all time. I take zero credit for the idea, only for the photo. Bennett was supposed to be getting ready for bed and instead I caught him making shadows on the wall. There were more, less obvious to the eye, shadows but this shape on the wall accurately reflected the moment.


PHOTO THREE: August 2, 2015

Traveling to Minnesota from Wisconsin. If I haven’t said it before, I’m in love with the Midwest.



Escape [Friday Fictioneers]

I’m the oil, you’re the water

perhaps you can save yourself.

This day has been coming

I warned you.

I’ll create a hurt you’ve never experienced.

No one ever listens!  

Why are you still here?

No choice will be given

only a perfect opportunity.

Watching the disaster unfold

creates bittersweet ambiance.

Like it or not

an escape has been planned.

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
This was written in response to: Friday Fictioneers.
The objective of Friday Fictioneers is to challenge yourself to write a 100 word or less story that is influenced by a single photo. If you’d like to learn more and/or participate, click on the photo prompt above.


Perhaps It’s My Perception That Needs Tidying Up

Never bend your head. Always hold it high. Look the world straight in the eye. -Helen Keller

Every once in a while… words, people or things are placed in front of you exactly  when you need it most. One week ago today, my friend Adelie published a post on her blog  inviting her readers to take on a challenge.

I wasn’t really aware of it at the time…but this was one of those times. I needed a reminder to hold my head up. I needed a reminder to stop apologizing for things I have no control over. I needed a reminder to be myself with out holding back; not for my husband, or my son…my friends or co-workers…for me.

“How am I going to make today a masterpiece?” 

Instead of driving straight from work to Bennett’s school that day I dropped the car off at home; I ran inside, grabbed my dog & we walked. I did not to stare at the ground below me, or Trapper’s fat behind sway from side to side. I kept my head up high. Making an unusual effort to see the things around me.

I watched the tree’s & gnats. I saw couples riding bikes. A slew of children outside without a single care in the world. A nice lady, while sweeping off her sidewalk gave me a sincere, “Hello”. I wonder if that would have happened if I wasn’t making a point to hold my head up? The neighborhood that I often complain about looked pleasant, even…pretty.

Perhaps it’s my perception that needs tidying up, not so much my surroundings. 

While inhaling deep breaths of fresh air I could feel the jittery tension that has recently began feeling grossly normal… begin to slowly let up. With my head up, I’m able to see  the good that I’ve missed out on…for longer than I’d probably care to admit.

Saturday came. I reminded myself of the eye opening accomplishment (I like to think of it as that) from the day before.

Let’s do it again.

We took a drive through hilly & curvy two lane highways in the country. I appreciated the beauty of the countryside that I used to find so boring. I allowed my window to be down – the whole way. When I felt the chill of the air… rather than complain about it, I allowed myself to feel it. I kept my head up.

There were hawks soaring in the bright blue sky. I watched the barns & cows. I felt Bennett’s excitement as we approached the steep hills ahead. I saw houses I’ve never seen before on the same roads I’ve been down again…more times than I’d care to admit.

Taking a unexpected challenge from a friend has opened my eyes. I’ve made a promise to myself to hold my head up and really observe what is around me. To continue looking past the bad & appreciate the good. To stop apologizing for things that I have no control over. To stop letting past experiences dictate my life today. To live fearlessly and passionately.

I invite you to take the same challenge. What have you been missing out on?

As my dear friend said:

“It might go without saying, but I’m going to add this anyway, as a reminder to myself. It takes more than just one day to banish a habit of hiding. The point is to challenge yourself, every day, until living authentically no longer becomes a challenge”

Thank you, Adelie for the eye-opener.