Weekly Winners – Baby You’re a Firework Edition

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All taken w/ Canon Rebel XS.

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Silence

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Boy Scout camp for a full week.

Riley & Angel left this afternoon.

Gone to their grandparents for 2 days.

Archie leaves in the morning.

Off to work. Then to Family Night at Scout camp. Then work the next day.

The house is empty, save for me.

I sit in silence.

I will most likely be cleaning – something I always do when left alone.

During the in-between I will sit and soak up the silence.

Stuck between content and disturbed.

Normally chaos and noise fill this house.

The silence is disconcerting.

But rare enough that I will take some time to enjoy it.

I have a stack of books to read. Trying to meet my 50 books read in 2011 goal (15 read, several partially read).

I have 6 rooms that all need cleaning – one that needs a splash of paint on the trim.

I will complete what I can.

And enjoy some time off.

 

The Moxie of One

[flickr id=”5885701216″ thumbnail=”medium” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”] Let us live for the beauty of our own reality. ~Charles Lamb

Different.

Standing outside, wanting to get in.

Pure of heart.

Sharpest mind I’ve ever seen.

He alone is an acute observer, who can observe minutely without being observed. ~Johann Kaspar Lavater

Seeing the world differently.

Looking in gives unique perspective.

Knowing before she can express her knowledge.

Missing nothing.

Ignorance is bold and knowledge reserved. ~Thucydides

She doesn’t love on sight.

Affection is withheld.

Until you are in.

Known.

On her terms she lets you in.

And once she hugs you.

Holds you tight and kisses you.

Places her trust in her knowledge of you.

There is no better hug.

No fiercer love.

No brighter star.

Weekly Winners – Miscellaneous Edition

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All taken w/ Canon Rebel XS.

Finally dusted off my camera this week. On top of the Photo Shoot I did with my kids, I took a few other pictures.  So this is a random collection w/ no real theme this week.

The fountain of beauty is the heart, and every generous thought illustrates the walls of your chamber. ~Francis Quarles
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Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. ~William Wordsworth
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Our minds are finite, and yet even in these circumstances of finitude we are surrounded by possibilities that are infinite, and our purpose in life is to grasp as much as we can out of that infinitude. ~Alfred North Whitehead
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Praising what is lost makes the remembrance dear. ~William Shakespeare
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Water is life’s matrix, mother and medium. There is no life without water. ~Albert Szent-Gyorgyi
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That is the road we all have to take – the Bridge of Sighs into eternity. ~Soren Kierkegaard
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He is a wise man who invented beer. ~Plato
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Too low they build who build below the skies. ~Edward Young
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The Spirit of One

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She is never still.

My Angel.

Always in motion, even at rest.

Curious about everything.

Has to touch it, feel it, question it, learn it.

The world is but a canvas to our imaginations. ~Henry David Thoreau

She sees the world with bright eyes.

Hears music no one else hears.

Sings songs of her own workings.

Finds fun and life in nothing more than a rock.

A tomboy, and a princess, all wrapped into one.

Child of the pure, unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder! Though time be fleet and I and thou Are half a life asunder, Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale. ~Lewis Carroll

She loves with all her heart.

And can melt yours with a smile.

Or one look of her big brown eyes.

A Daddy’s Girl.

My precious Angel.

A sample of the purest love. Unconditional love.

Our Angel.