That perfect snap

I think if I had to narrow down my greatest passion right now it would be telling a story with a snap (photo).  I know the feeling of writing a poem and when its complete you feel pride with your creation and now I feel that same way when I assemble a display or capture that perfect shot. It doesn’t always have to be decor or something I arranged, sometimes its just that perfect arrangements of nature shots that give me satisfaction.

I found these beautiful shots Fall 2016, just down the street from my home and now they will always be in my memories

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Sometimes I wondered

Hi my friends I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and especially to my friends and family in Newfoundland I hope it was safe

It’s cold here in Camlachie today, I think fall is here to stay I just wish there wasn’t such a quick change in the temp. I can remember way back when we would gradually go into each season now its like within a couple hour period.

So I have already been out to my porch this morning with my cup of tea, admiring the beauty all around this place that I am fortunate to call home. As usual when I set out on the porch my thoughts are wandering all over the place and this morning was no different. I started to think about the troubles back in Newfoundland with the roads washing out in the town I grew up in and how everyone back there is keeping everyone updated on Facebook and how we are so lucky to have a place to do that

I then started to think about the relationships I have lost these past two months and some of them very special to me and how Facebook had played such a big part in that. How things are so easily said on there or in a private message conversation that would probably never have been said in a phone conversation.
I thought how easy it is for even adults to misinterpret things posted on someone’s page or how this one answered this one but not mine and you began to wonder what did you do.
I have said things and had things said to me this past two months that there is no way in hell I would have said it to that persons face or even on the phone. Things that make it so hard now to pick up the phone and fix it.

Than I thought about how we depend on Facebook to be our way of staying in touch with relatives and friends and what happens if they or us decides to go off Facebook,oh yeah I forgot we can always text them and ask why they are off Facebook.

Life has become so convenient some would say but I think its become so impersonal and uncaring. It makes me ashamed and sad that even when I am finish posting this I will share it on Facebook for everyone to see and then go about my day and not trying to personally with voice fix the things that just words have played such a big part in these past few months.

I wonder did Simon and Garfunkel know that even 2016 there song would be so meaningful

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

Yellow

I can never think of a title for my post. I spend so much time trying to decide I forget what I was going to write.

I glanced out my window a few minutes ago and noticed the leaves on the tree out back was turning but only in small spots and I couldn’t help but think that it was so much like us.I know I hate to let summer go but I want summer to be like fall so I slowly start to add some fall decor to my home. I then start to change my wardrobe and reluctantly pack away some of my summer clothes and put the flipflops away. I even noticed that this morning I lingered around my kitchen bar and savored the last drop of my tea.

Fall is here and I can feel the changes in my mind and soul embracing this season that I love so much because it is here that I refuel and gain the strength I need to get through the cold dark winter.  I suffer with depression and I fight everyday to stay present and not let my thoughts linger in the past and my dreams and hopes to not get so far ahead of me I lose sight of them. So today I will embrace each day  and remind myself why I need to be strong and stay present not just for me but for the people in my life who need me here for them. I promise my next post won’t be so formal but it was something I had to write .

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called “Yellow”.

So then I took my turn,
Oh what a thing to have done,
And it was all yellow.