What's Blooming Now

New Beginnings

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Blue skies, sunshine, clean fingernails.  No matter what calendar you follow, the new year promises a fresh start, a clean slate, and a heap of stale cliches.   Is this the year you find that other glove?  Will your eyebrows continue their unruly trek toward unity?

 

Or will you stagger on through the endless chores, never noticing the promise of adventure that hovers beyond the laundry pile?

I want to believe.  Believe in shedding my skin, my hang-ups, my artificial walls. In transformation.

If it gets too hard I can always pick up a Mayan calendar next time I'm at Target. 

 

Through the Lens

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