Thursday

We can both share the light.

I think its pretty obvious that I have a major gap in my blogging from October until now. I was busy and then I was lazy and then I was sad. I went through some not so fun things and it hampered my spirit. I should have written then, but I was putting all my energy into dressing myself and leaving the house.
This makes me just a little bit upset with myself, because not only would Christmas posts in march be plain wrong, but catching up is more work than its worth.
I haven't yet worked out a solution. Know this: I am now back in action. I need to write and post my photos and projects and memories because 1. When I don't I stay up at night, fretting about my lack of record keeping, and 2. I get cranky when I forget to give myself a place of release. Ok 1. Was a lie, because I have the best ability to sleep no matter how stressed/worried/sad I am. I am grateful for this. I also find it odd.
Ok. So. That's all.
Enjoy these photos, taken a few weeks ago when I finally succeeded at making homemade Indian food. (after much wasted garam masala. Which is expensive.) Posting these clears some of my clutter.. Gotta start somewhere.

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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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