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The Frog and the Dragon Fly

Dragon Fly on Camilla Closeup 2 6-21 Clear Frog 6-18 2

 

I was excited to capture these two shots.  It is like they knew I was having a rotten day yesterday and so they posed for me.  Thanks little creatures, you make my day.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: The World Through MY Eyes

My Life 6-21

 

Not far from my house lies this mound of scrap metal and junk. I can relate to it in so many ways.  I feel thrown away.  Like I have been left by the wayside, tossed and forgotten.  Those parts that were once shiny and new, have become weathered and are not longer useful.  I do not even recognize what I am anymore, much less who, or why.  Depressed, hating myself, thoughts of suicide nearly daily, but according the our wonderful government “Occasional depression that will not interfere with work.”  Right.

I would hate to know what constant depression and anxiety feels like.  I really am tired of trying.  Okay, I give.

Date Night At the Beach, Early Anniversay

The Flag 1 6-8 Thunderhead 6-8 Stranger on a cool tree 6-8 St Simons Lighthouse 4 6-8 Sand and plant 6-8 Rising Above the palms 6-8 2 Rainbow sailboat 6-8 Palm Tree 6-8 Neptune Pier 6-8 Looking Down Beach 6-8 Island Natural Beauty 6-8 View from the pier 6-8

Come with me on our anniversary date.  We went down to St. Simons Island.  It was very relaxing.  Not too hot, the breeze was very nice.  The husband did some reading while took pictures and watched people.  I even caught one gentleman sitting on an interesting looking tree.  I wanted a picture of the tree and he was sitting there.  🙂

My husband and I sat for a while watching people on the pier fishing, without much luck.    It was a nice relaxing date.  We need more evenings like this.  Just to relax and be together and remember each other.

A Boy and His Ball

I See you Ball 6-8

I see you ball!

I Smell You Ball 6-8

I smell you ball!

I Taste You Ball 6-8

I taste you ball!

I Eat You Ball 6-8

I EAT YOU BALL!! Numm Numm Numm Numm!!!

Gauge loves to play with a ball. As long as it is round, or sort of round, it is a ball to him. My potatoes, my onions, tennis balls, the neighborhood golf balls, pine cones…I am telling you, anything sort of round is a ball to him. He loves it! And plays for hours!

A boy and his toys 6-8

Gauge Guarding Ball 6-8

Gauge carrying ball 6-8

Betcha Can't Get it Mom 6-8
Betcha can’t get it Mom!

 

Around the Wildflower Garden Today…

Hidden butterfly 6-7 2 Purple Flower 6-7 Pink and Bee, most clear 6-7 Red Lily 6-7 Wildflower bud 6-7 Sand 6-7 Red flower raindrops 6-5-2

 

It just amazes me daily the things I am starting to see anew.  From the sand on the ground, to the true beauty of flowers.  I have always thought flowers were nice, but never been one to notice the shapes of petals or drops of rain on them, or tiny creatures in their habitat.  I am so grateful for this photographic journey of healing and awakening to the world around me.  These pictures all come from Mother’s gardening.  I can see why she finds peace when working around it.

Part of My Heart Belongs to Labradors

Gauge Running to Mom 6-7

Gauge Hi Mom 6-7

Gauge Face 6-7

Daisy Smiling 6-7

Daisy Profile 6-7

Daisy the Beauty 6-7

Daisy Beauty 2 6-7

I grew up with small dogs, usually Pekingese. The rest of my family has Chihuahuas, but when I married my husband we decided that we would get a larger dog. Our first dog is Roscoe. Not pictured in these images. He is designer, okay, mutt. Sharpei-Labrador. He is amazing smart. When he was young and we were both working, we could not stand him being lonely so we bought his pal Enos, definitely mutt. Labrador and something else, my vet calls him a dachshund on steroids. You will see their pictures soon. Daisy Mae and Gauge are our papered English Blockhead Labradors. They are amazing and lovable. Big teddy bears! Dealing with infertility, they truly are my babies.

 

 

Consider the Lilies of the Field

Some of Mother’s green thumb gardening again. These lilies grow massive and beautiful.

The insect on the first lily enjoyed a fresh drink of rain water off of the lily petal.

Drinking on a lily 6-5-2

White Lily portrait 6-5

White Lily 6-5

The Rose Fence

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Mother used to have a black thumb.  Through adversity she prayed that she would be able to overcome and help bring life.  Her relieves stress by  pulling weeds and tending her flowers.  I have a category dedicated just to Mother’s Flowers, to showcase her beautiful treasures.  I am so grateful that she found this talent, because I can look out my back window and see this.

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