This was June

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald

 

 

 

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This was January, 2018

This was January.

This was searching for sunlight. This was discovering plenty of silver linings at the crack of dawn.

This was tracing & retracing familiar routes. This was regrouping & rediscovering.

January; it was breathing life into fresh resolutions; picking a way through old & new habits. It was weighing the good & the bad. It was being hopeful & determined, but also being kind & gentle, patient & realistic.
This was not reading that one book a month, but it was properly breaking in that new journal. This was not sending everyone a card, but it was sending some postcards with care.

This was January.
Stormy, yet mild January, with golden sunrises, with flocks of birds being propelled through grey, cloudy skies. This was January with the heartbreak of others that quietly turned into heartache of my own. January, with stories from the outside seeping through to the inside. January, with brilliant new tunes, with the distraction of pure poetry that insisted on settling between the collections of beauty that had already gathered in my wandering mind.

This was January.
This was the absence of light. And the abundance of glorious beginnings. This was hardly picking up my camera, this was constantly seeking out the right moment & not always finding it.

This was a gentle start.
A new year.
This was January.

(to be in love with a song 🙂
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vla7SgocBwQ

The Cutting Room Floor, 2017

Browsing thought this years pictures, I cannot help but feel slightly overwhelmed & immensely thankful for the lovely year I’ve been given. A year filled with moments of light, love & my favorite silent moments of quiet reflection. The world, with all its gracious beauty & all its brutal violence can be a complicated place to be part of. Yet most days, not all days, I feel I have somehow been able to find that all important fragile balance between being part of everything without getting lost in it all. Living with eyes & mind wide open, but also giving myself time and space to recharge and readjust when necessary.
And more than anything, I have reminded myself over & over to keep an eye on life’s beautiful details; all the hidden beauty in everyday life, all the tiny presents nature presents to us as long as we chose to see them & all the unexpected treasures that can be found between one moment and the next.

On this blog, I have attempted to share exactly those valuable moments, those details, with you, to make sure none of the beauty would have to be lost on you…

Dear All, thank you for following along in 2017 & of course, I hope we’ll meet again here in the year to come. Because I intend to find new & old ways to share my little, large, perfectly imperfect life with you in 2018 and it would be great if you’d be there to witness it!

Love and take care, Naomi