Busy is good, right? I love being busy, but I don't like being so busy that I forget to slow down - to stop and look at all the beauty in bloom... the buds are popping and splashes of pale yellows and greens and pinks are all around us. A big storm is headed our way - the trees are swaying and my son's wind chimes are singing sweetly outside the window. It's chilly today - and while it looks like spring it feels like fall. I'm drinking copious amounts of coffee as I draft and edit all my projects. I haven't looked up much in the past couple of weeks, but when I have I've been sure to focus on the beauty that surrounds me. I yearn to head out again with my camera - I think I will this weekend.
It's Tuesday already. How on earth did that happen?
Tomorrow's mid-week and before we know it the weekend really will be here. I like when time flies. I like to be busy. I like frenziness - I think I made up a new word! But never be so busy that you can't see the small stuff. Look past the big picture and look at the tiny details. That's where the beauty is.
Tomorrow's mid-week and before we know it the weekend really will be here. I like when time flies. I like to be busy. I like frenziness - I think I made up a new word! But never be so busy that you can't see the small stuff. Look past the big picture and look at the tiny details. That's where the beauty is.
I believe in the day dream...
I believe in losing oneself, even for a few moments, to imagine the impossible and to dream the greatest dream...
I believe in losing oneself, even for a few moments, to imagine the impossible and to dream the greatest dream...
For those of you who are as busy as I have been and yet have made a point of stopping by I hope you'll find some inspiration to lose yourself when you see the images below...
images via tumblr