Another Sunday by the lake feeding birds. Olivia is a magnet for them. They are drawn to her and linger on her outstretched palm. {Kismet.}
I'm journalling late at night now to recap my day and well my poor hands can hardly take it. I try to keep the handwriting (well printing, actually) neat as a pin but years of typing on a keyboard has spoiled me & the longhand makes my wrist and hand ache. I keep shaking my hand to get the blood flowing, as the idea floes move rapidly along the surface of my mind's own lake. I don't want to miss a single one, for transplanting them onto the paper frees me up to accept more. Opens up the energy or chi if you will, for deeper meaning. I think getting back out into nature after a long winter is responsible for this.
Sunday has become a day of connection, breath & love. Oh and photography of course. Friends we've known for years and years are gathering by the lake and it was all due to the brainchild of my best girlfriend-starting a group to connect women online. It has surpassed digital boundaries now though and we are finding it is morphing into something really special. Thank you Lori. {I'll convince her to start blogging one of these days. She just shines and has a lot to contribute.}
xo
Thank you Gillian for you kind words! It is a reminder to all of us that "Thoughts Become Things..." I am filled with Gradutude that my thought has manifested far beyond the type and into the physical connection our walks bring. Like the spring flowers unfolding I hope the Women Connected group will continued to blossom and be nurtured like mother nature tending to her garden by all participants....for ultimately this is what has made it so successful!
Posted by: Lori Toal | March 28, 2011 at 12:15 AM
Sounds like a really lovely day! xoxox
Posted by: Tara Bradford | March 28, 2011 at 09:36 AM
Getting back into nature and shining! Yes!
Posted by: Marilyn | March 28, 2011 at 01:44 PM
Sounds like fun. I'll join in when it gets warmer..!
Hi Lori up there.
Gill's right, when are you going to blog..?
hugs
xx
Posted by: ~Sheila~ | March 29, 2011 at 02:08 PM
Olivia exudes something calm, safe and peaceful for the birds to sit so quickly upon her hand. A rare gift. My this little one takes after her mama does she not?
Posted by: Sherry Smyth | March 31, 2011 at 09:14 AM