Maybe this is a metaphor for where I am with my writing. I feel a bit battered. Maybe I just need to reach deeper and get burned in order to see the light.
Maybe I need to ease up on the metaphors.
Week 20: Light Experimentation
Go for it.
Tag Archives: Fifty Two Frames
Fifty-Two Frames: Imperfect
Fifty-Two Frames: Perfect
Last Thursday, on a morning walk, I noticed this lil guy on the pavement, off the highway. He (or she?) was just sitting there, taking it easy. Even when I bent down to take a few photographs it didn’t fly away. I decided that chillness served as an excellent lesson with which to end my week.
But as I kept walking, I noticed more and more butterflies fluttering around me. Was there recently a butterfly baby boom? It felt like I was prancing around inside a Lisa Frank poster. Or I was a Disney princess singing to the wind, wearing Sauconys.
It was lovely. Fly on, butterflies.
Week 18: Perfect
No matter what they were before, they always turn out perfect.
Fifty-Two Frames: Trees
Week 17: Trees
“So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!”
Fifty-Two Frames: SOOC
Should have been more excited/challenged by this week’s theme but I just wasn’t feeling it this week. Some great shots in the album though, so give a click and check them out:
Week 16: Straight out of Camera
This one’s bugged.
Fifty-Two Frames: Breakfast
The most important meal of the day combined with the most important food group combined with the most important beverage group. Not sure what could go wrong.
Week 15: Breakfast
Breakfast is relative.
Fifty-Two Frames: Body Parts
If you were taking your kids out for as rare a treat as ice cream…
And you got to the counter after getting vicariously excited about their love of chocolate…
And your super-excited superman-inspired new-favorite-color-is-blue son notices the bright, bold, downright disturbing flavor at the very end of the case…
And looks at you with equally bright blue eyes…
Would you deny him such a thing as Smurf-flavored ice cream?
Week 14: Body Parts
Where the tongue meets the ice cream, there is only joy.
