September 17, 2010

After the Rain

This morning I was sitting at the desk, drinking coffee, writing a few things down. I paused. I looked out the window and realized I was doing the exact wrong thing. It was time to get out the door and into the morning light that shimmered with the heavy rains that fell overnight.

Within 30 seconds, I stripped off the nightgown, grabbed the nearest clothes, snatched my camera, and ran like I was trying to catch a train about to leave the station.

That little tree in the foreground is part of what I'm playing with right now. I tend to be a little too neat and fussy, and the forest, let's face it, is neither and is helping me to have fun getting a little messy.

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