pictures from the patch

January 14, 2013.

Where there is

LIGHT

there is

BEAUTY.

January 15, 2013.

Late Night Snacks -

We working my way through the box of chocolates that my new brother and his girlfriend gave us for Christmas, and I am thankful for the sweetness of having them in my life.

January 16, 2013.

Reflections -

The sky's reflection was both distinct and blurred in the fountain's semi fluid state. It didn't surprise me. Reflections are like that. However, it's important to remember that when we reflect, it's our choice what we want to blur and what we want to bring into focus.

January 17, 2013.

From Where I Stand -

The cold felt unbearably cruel as I stood beside where my garden used to be. The tiny dried flower reminded me that spring will come.

January 18, 2013.

Amber -

A gorgeous sunrise on the brink of my first weekend off in ages felt like a gift from above.

January 19, 2013.

Confetti -

Driving home, I noticed that the lights were as happy and bright as the silly boys at Jack's birthday party.

January 20, 2013.

Bloom -

Roses for Kenzie, given to her by her Aunt at her birthday party.

January 21, 2013.

Winter's Grip -

I was sitting in my van impatiently waiting for it to warm up when the big fluffy snowflakes started falling. Gracefully they fell down, gently kissing whatever they landed on. Inside my van, I no longer felt cold and rushed, but rather protected and stilled.

Later I found this quote from Alice Through the Looking Glass, and it seemed to fit perfectly.

January 22, 2013.

Seventeen -

The candle is out. Your wish has been cast out into the universe. I want to ask what you wished for, but I wont for fear that if you tell me, it wont come true. The have been times when your wishes didn't become a reality - like the Barbie ride on car that you wanted so badly, and that we just couldn't afford. Or the boy who you had a crush on who didn't know how to love you back.

I want to give you every edge for this, your seventeenth birthday wish to come true so I don't ask. Instead I make a wish of my own.

My wish for you is that you see yourself the way your Dad and I see you: Beautiful, smart, funny, loving, inspiring in your convictions. You are both flawed and perfect. You are enough. My wish for you is that you believe this.

January 23, 2013.

In Search of Life -

In the depths of winter it's hard to find signs of life. But they're there, just beneath the surface: if you look, you will see it in the bare branches of the trees that have started to get bumps where the buds will grow, in the seeds that still cling to their plants - waiting for spring so they can let go and begin again.