nineteen

memories

like glass

in the sand

someday

softened

by the sea

eighteen

the hot late summer days are here
i've got fans blowing and cold drinks
and dreams of the cool california evenings
i will soon be enjoying
this little picture of fluff, a sweet pup i know, felt like today
a nice rest in a sliver of sunshine
taking it all as it comes

seventeen

some overdue weekend images...

sixteen

*facing fear*

last week in yoga class i was gently coaxed and guided into this pose by my incredible teacher, barbara benagh. i would have NEVER believed i could accomplish this...in fact, i laughed out loud in disbelief when my fingertips first grazed my toes. but i realize it was simply fear standing between me and this wild and beautiful asana. many thanks to my generous teacher for helping me past that fear. it felt really, really good.

fifteen

windowsill