Tag: blur
It took a while . . .
The blurry tail end of summer
With cooler temps, my roses and marigolds are having one last hurrah.
More fun with …
… motion and multiple exposures.
There is a trust . . .
There is in trust a writing between the lines.
I trust you, but that trust expects an outcome acceptable to me. My blank slate of surrender has a lot of smudges around the edges—things like “Don’t make it hurt,” “Let all end well,” “Let love be stronger than hate.”
There is in trust a whining between the lines
that holds hands unclenched, but my heart is hidden behind my back with fingers crossed.
Is there a kind of trust without the small print—Yours and mine. A trust that knows I and my loved ones and my cares are in the arms of Someone not only able but willing to do what is good—
no matter what that looks like.
There is a trust, and I am learning and yearning for it.
Impressions of Spring
I am having so much fun working with blur and motion that I may never recover. Maybe it says something about my frame of mind lately.
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