His eyes spoke of sorrow and pain, his face of an arduous journey... Sometimes the story of an entire lifetime is told without a single word... .
Unforgettable street art between Lisbon and Porto, Portugal. Salute to the artist, whoever he or she might be. #aphotoaday #portugal #art #streetart #stilllife #stilllife #stilllifephotography #livelovebeirut #livelovelebanon #lebanoninapicture #mylebanon #instalebanon #bestofleb #nostalgia #simplepleasures #simplertimes #houston
Judging from my annual holiday letter, a tradition I started at the turn of the century, a friend of mine who was used to my big smiles and my consistently happy chirpy self once commented on how I become nostalgic around the holidays.
Many of you reading my posts the past few months are probably thinking that nostalgia has overtaken me.
It's just that for me, nostalgia is an expression of happiness, deep internal happiness. Going places in my mind that elicited emotions a
A snapshot of the Texas sky on the night of December 31st, a fleeting tableau as the sun made its final dive of the year. Many an eye no doubt saw it. Each no doubt read in it a very different message to ponder on long after it had disappeared into the hug of silence and darkness. May your message on that New Year night have been a message of hope and optimism. And may all your sunsets tell of imminent bright sunrises. Cheers! #aphotoaday #stilllife #stilllife #stilllifephoto
You're the soft melody that cradles my hammock,
The sweet fragrance that caresses my skin,
The soft breeze that plays with my hair.
It's me and you, Hope, dancing to the sound of my heart.
You're the bright sun that warms my soul,
The shy candle that lights up my night,
The resolute wind behind my back,
The healing embrace in lonely lonely times... Yes, it's me and you, Hope,
Always me and you, pledging a life well lived. #aphotoaday #stilllife #stilllife #stilllife
I was looking at this 1948 photo of my beloved dad. Then I read a comment on my previous post, which spoke directly to my heart.
"... life is continuous. What is old now once was new."* So true... "What is old now once was new" and who is older now once was young. I look at this sweet little boy's photo and I know that he always remained alive deep inside him.
I look at this sweet little boy's photo and I think of all that he's gone through in his life journey, the hardwor
Rearranging some things around the house to make room for late Christmas decorations. Who says this beautifully crafted piece belongs in the kitchen, confined to storing and delivering food? Why not be centerstage next to crystal figurines and porcelaine dolls, or even better, as in my home, in lieu of them?
"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see." Henry David Thoreau #aphotoaday #stilllife #stilllife #stilllifephotography #stilllifegallery #blackandwhit
"From this valley they say you are going,
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile,
For they say you are taking the sunshine
Which has brightened our pathways a while.
Come and sit by my side if you love me;
Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
But remember the Red River Valley,
And the girl that has loved you so true." Red River Valley folk song
Looking at this photo I once took in beautiful Prague, reminded me of this old sweet song my little girls used to play on t