Posted in Family, pondering, Weekly Photo Challenge

A little something sweet

Few things taste sweeter than dessert with family ❤

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Posted in pondering, Weekly Photo Challenge

Head in the Clouds

For this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge, Variations on a Theme, I knew what I’d share as I have endless photos of clouds.

Cloudspotting! I never realized that there is a word for it! ❤

They fascinate me with their ever-changing shapes and the way the play with the colours and light.  Clouds never fail to provide scope for the imagination. 

“when we look up, it widens our horizons. we see what a little speck we are in the universe, so insignificant, and we all take ourselves so seriously, but in the sky, there are no boundaries. No differences of caste or religion or race.”
― Julia GregsonEast of the Sun

When you’re a kid, you lay in the grass and watch the clouds going over, and you literally don’t have a thought in your mind. It’s purely meditation, and we lose that.

Dick Van Dyke
(found on BrainyQuotes)

Posted in pondering, Seasons, Weekly Photo Challenge

shhh… a collection of silent moments

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In the life of a Mom silence is a precious thing. I cherish the moments knowing that the moments will stretch into longer and longer times as they grow older.  (I try not to think too much about that…it brings sadness into my cherished silence.)

I had several photos to pick from as silence and quiet moments are very much needed for me to recharge. I seek silence daily.

The WordPress photo challenge was to show what silence looks like. What do your moments of silence look like?

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@LavendarLadi

 

Posted in Canada, Photo challenge, pondering, Scope for the Imagination, Seasons, Tourist in my own Town / Province, Weekly Photo Challenge

Growth over time. (WP Photo Challenge)

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The ice grows over time as layers of mist freezes turning Niagara Falls Ontario into a winter wonderland.

“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass