Photo Friday - Blue Skies

Photo Friday - Orchard Row

How Strange...

I found this in the bathroom stall of a local dollar store... 

I have a friend named "Sanya".

Perhaps she's made the very long trek to Cali to come see me?

And has met her true love in the process?

...

I must find this Gilbert and have a talk with him.

Photo Friday - Vibrancy

Winchester Mystery House!!

Photo Friday - Tea Room Garden

Photo Friday - Llama Butt!

Llamas... And Llama Butt.

Blossom Brides & Makeshift Snowstorms

A dear friend had once said that the trees, filled to the brim with blossoms, reminded her of brides.

I can understand why.

The branches are overflowing with flowers now, scattering the ground below with tiny ivory and pink petals. Every time the breeze drifts through the lazy limbs above my head they scatter into the air and leave their alluring scent on my clothes. My hair is decorated in their fragile forms. I try my best not to disturb their landing as they swirl around me. 

The trees hum a melody off of their bark as bees busy themselves from blossom to blossom. It might be intimidating to some, seeing so many flying just above their noggin, but I'm quite used to it. They mind my space and I, in turn, give them theirs.

It's funny that in all this pollen and dirt and grass that my allergies don't bother me a bit. I can breathe in deep and feel nothing blocking my lungs. I'm glad I suffer from different things instead. I constantly try and lose myself in the caress of the wind and whatever warmth the winter sun can bring.

This moment is finite. 

In no more than a week, maybe just a bit more...

All the blossoms will be gone.

Replaced with hearty green leaves, any trace of the petals on the orchard floor will be cleared away in the next flooding. I hold onto this precious moment and the comfort that it provides. My makeshift snowstorm sails around me and dots my clothes once again.

Photo Friday - Water Wheel

My Old Neighbors...

Had really awesome doggies.

Digging around in old photos and I found this gem back from... 2011? 2012? I dunno, HanaChana might remember. Apparently I came across it during one of our walks out into the middle of nowhere XD

Home Made Earrings!

Made these for mom for her birthday!

The local arts and crafts shop helped with the supplies of course!

Three separate jewelry beads were used for each earring and were a pain to actually get through the long wire I purchased. Then I had to make a loop with...bendy metal...stuff. And then I had to loop the loopy metal onto the clasps and... It was a real pain in the butt and I rage-quit...twice.

But in the end they came out very nicely! These pics don't do them justice if I may gloat just a bit. I'll try and upload better ones another time. But my mom is wearing them and that makes me happy. My dad got kinda teary looking at them. Which is very weird for macho-him.

I chose a gold style because my mom is big on that color for earrings. And gold is just such a warm tone that it suits her just right. She's such a gentle, kind-hearted person.

I love you, mum. Even though you won't ever know this blog is here and will never know I'm writing about you and your present XD

Photo Friday - Hearst & Martin Luther

Ecstasy

Ecstasy.

Pure ecstasy was the only word that I could use to explain the world I fell into between the hours of nine and ten this morning.

Because it was within this hour long period that I found my home once again amongst the Delta channels. Traversing the narrow levee embankments behind the wheel, I was able to see a piece of the world I had left behind so long ago.

My lungs filled with a spirit I had long forgotten. A child with a carefree heart and a whimsical mind. She reached out for the wind and the water and the calamity and beauty of the unknown before her. And I drew her back in, too fearful to leave her behind.

The rich blue of the water had been captured perfectly by the light filtering behind the heavy rainclouds. The sun swept its radiant gaze over the pastures and the islands, enriching the already brilliant greens and mesmerizing oranges. I stood still in myself.

I could breathe again.

Not the city air, stagnant in its pollution and smog.

But I could breathe through my sinuses a thick, heavy gulp of moisture enriched wind. It carried me back, way back when I lived most of my childhood on the waters I now stood before. Cradled by rocking waves and an ever-changing breeze.

I was free for that moment.

And the only pain that I could feel was the stinging tears that dared to dot the corners of my eyes.

It was pure ecstasy.

For that briefest of an instant... It was all mine.

I was free.

Photo Friday - Copper!

Photo Un-Friday! - UN / Civic Center Plaza

01/31: So... As a later edit to this post I realized that... My schedule was a day off and I thought it was Friday last night! Woo! Yeah, so that meant I posted "Photo Friday" a day early. My bad XD

I'll just put up another photo for the real Photo Friday and this one can be "Photo Un-Friday!" Yaay! 

I was too tired last night x_x;

Photo Friday! - Shadow Self

I Can Drive These!

And did for many years!

: )

Sometimes a Moment...

Sometimes a moment is more of a reminder...

Of why life is so important to live.