I took my granddaughter to her first ice-skating lesson on Saturday. Before her lesson, she watched the older girls spinning and jumping and said that she wants to do that. After the lesson, she quietly commented, “This is hard.”
Watching the skaters
To wake to the sounds of birdsong, sit in the pre-dawn quiet, and watch the sun gently rise over the distant ridge is to feel the soft touch of our Creator.
Sunrise in the Rim Country of Arizona
Last week, I was blessed with time for myself with three days of solitude (with my cocker spaniel) in a cabin in the mountains, followed by two days of camping with my sons and their families. It’s been far too long since I’ve taken pictures just for myself, without worrying about pleasing the client. These were pure pleasure to shoot (along with the 1330 other images I captured during my retreat/vacation).
Full Moon rising
Full Moon
Twilight in the High Country
Early Morning Solitude
I attended a beautiful funeral Mass today for a great woman who was finally released from the crippling pain of rheumatoid arthritis. Later, I caught this moment between her husband and son. 
Ramblings 
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