I had a conversation with my closest online friend the other day and it striked me that even if we’re oceans apart, and in different situations in our lives, we deal with the same issues.  We have the same fears, same kind of dreams and same observations of the inequity of it all.

Why does many talented, hard-working people get stuck and aren’t able to go forward and succeed while others breeze through it without any effort?  We’re talking about people we could compare to, not royalty or famous people.  And it seemed unfair.  That conversation, and an online article I read this morning, lead me to this post.

In an effort to get organized, and to save some time after I wasted hours trying to locate a file, I started the tedious task of keywording all of my recent images.  I know,  I know, I should have done it from the start.  But I didn’t.  I know better now.  The little time it will take me to keyword upon import, will save me hours in the end.  That said, it led me to go through all my archived files, falling in love  with some photos I had looked upon or wanting to re-edit some to change the mood.  I also found all my experimentation of the last year.  There is plenty!  I did play a lot this last year, and I had fun!

I’m just back from our family vacation and this year,  I had planned to widen my horizons photography-wise.  It’s no secret that landscape photography has always been the toughest for me.  I don’t know why,  I think that’s because I’m attracted to details.  So,  this vacation,  I made it my mission to experiment and take lots of landscape photos.  Get the bigger picture,  see large,  imagine what’s behind what I would usually frame.  I must say it was challenging,  I’m not a natural landscape photographer.  I even had a hard time shooting in horizontal,  vertical still being favored.  That’s how my mind works,  and even though I want to fight it,  sometimes I just can’t!  But I did,  for the sake of going through with my mission,  and I’m happy with the results.

Aaaah!  Summer!  There’s nothing quite like it.  The warmth, the light.  The days without routine, other than going to bed late and sleeping in.  Doing whatever our hearts dictate.    I wish it lasted longer.  The boys are having a great time together, even if they’re 5 years apart, they love to be with each other.  One anxiously awaiting for the other to be up in the morning, and checking his bedroom every ten minutes.  While others complain that their kids are fighting all the time while at home, I find my boys to be so relax and carefree.  That really allows them to enjoy the time spent together.  Really.  And that means the world to me.

I no longer walk the same way.  My feet have purpose.

I no longer see the same things.  My eyes have vision.

I no longer touch lightly.   My hands hold your dreams.

Love was just a little girl’s dream.  Until I held you.

You shine a light so bright, it’s blinding.  Let no one in this universe dull your light.  Own it, and spread it.  Like the magic you carry around.  Touch with it.