Although not planned this way, I ended the Facebook seven-day black and white photo challenge with a picture of where I end my day. My bedroom. Of all the bedrooms that have been mine over the years, this one is… Read More ›
Picture This
Here’s the Rest of the Story, Day Six
While this picture from the sixth day of the seven-day Facebook black and white photo challenge may not seem like much, it actually is the picture that says the most and means the most, at least, to me. That may explain why I am… Read More ›
Here’s the Rest of the Story, Day Five
I love my parents dearly. Despite my love for them, though, there were times growing up, especially when I was a teenager, that I swore that I would be nothing like them. Nothing. Day Five of the seven-day Facebook black… Read More ›
Here’s the Rest of the Story, Day Four
Although it is not a fancy corner office in an even fancier high rise corporate headquarters, Day Four of the seven day Facebook black and white photo challenge featured my office. More accurately, it is the office space that I… Read More ›
Here’s the Rest of the Story, Day Three
Day Three of the seven day Facebook black and white photo challenge captured a daily, and messy, scene in my life. These are my discarded clothes, following an early morning workout. Exercise plays an integral role in my physical and… Read More ›
Here’s the Rest of the Story, Day Two
Two days into the seven day black and white photo challenge, and I already was tweaking the rules. Instead of posting the requisite one photo, I posted these two together. I simply had to, and perhaps, the rest of the… Read More ›
Here’s the Rest of the Story, Day One
Recently, you may have seen a challenge that began to pop up all over Facebook. It included the following simple instructions for those who accepted: Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone… Read More ›
Sunday Best
Donning my Sunday best to head out to the trails for a long overdue and much-needed run on this absolutely stunning morning. Moments like these, when I feel happy and content with my perfectly flawed self and my beautifully messy… Read More ›
Running to Stand Still
Sun shining. Breeze blowing. Lungs burning and gasping for air. Feet running and stumbling. Bandana flying. Sweat pouring. Happy tears flowing. Music surrounding me. The woods acting as a cathedral. Spirits soaring. Deer appearing and representing innocence and gentleness. Mud… Read More ›
Full Moon Over Kentucky
This explains so much . . .
That's Another Story 