Seeing Beauty

I guess one of the most challenging things nowadays is having to see beauty in everything. Whether it be in physical form or something that goes beyond what we can see. I am talking about beauty beyond its superficial form. Something that’s more than meets the eye. Something that may not be outwardly visible but…

Mending Fences

“I’d like to mend fences with you. Not because you are right and I am wrong. Nor because I am weak and you are strong…. Mending fences….such an easy thing to say but why is it so hard to do…? So, how do we mend fences? Who should go first? Is there ever such a…

When It’s Time To Go

When I was younger, the talk of death terrified me. I find it such a morbid topic to talk about. At that time, I also dreaded looking at or seeing coffins. I’d skip the viewing because I’d rather remember the person while they were alive. But lately,  the thought of death doesn’t scare me anymore….

As We See It

I’ve blogged several times how I love dandelions. And how most times, I see a wish instead of a weed. And it’s the truth. But then, there is also the reality that…a weed will always be a weed, an evil – evil, and a bad thing will always be a bad thing. Sometimes, you just…

Peculiar

A human being is a single being. Unique and unrepeatable.   Eileen Caddy Isn’t it strange that I find this halfway bloom beautiful? I have shots of the same Azalea plant with flowers in full bloom and yet this one caught my eye. Have you ever considered yourself peculiar at times? I’d like to use…

My kind of flock

  When you hear the word flock, who and what do you associate it with? I’ve always been a homebody. I like being by myself and with myself. At first, I always associate it with being shy, timid and anti-social. I thought it has something to do with my self-esteem…that I am not confident enough….

Wounded

When we talk about wounds, what’s the first thing that comes to mind? This Oak tree is just one of the many that we have in our yard. One stormy night, a lightning hit it. As mightily as is it standing, you can tell that it is still trying to show it strength. Wounded…but still…

Rare Weeds

I don’t know what is it with dandelions, they have a way of getting into me. It’s like each one of them stand out on their own. It is considered a weed, but it commands attention. Maybe, I’m just an easy to please person….I don’t know. How can a tiny stem like that hold such…

Of Rainbows & Storms

As I was finishing up my Tangled Beauty blog post, my daughter called me for what she said another photo opportunity. And it sure was something not to be missed. Who would say no to rainbows? As I ran out to our front porch with my DLSR camera and smartphone in hand, the dark clouds…

Tangled Beauty

How can someone or something that is tangled up…be beautiful? In short, is there such a thing as beautifully confused or beautifully complicated and chaotic? I’m sure if we were to ask people, most will probably describe beauty as something more predictive and orderly. Someone or something who’s in charge or know what they are…