The Weekly Photo Challenge is Dialogue.
The nourishing rains have finally begun in Nicaragua, which reminds me that life is a full circle sustaining and feeding us all.
We all have a place in the circle of life. Always remember who you are.
“Iron can only be destroyed by rust, and rust is a slow process which is caused by the hydrogen ion from water in the environment. Coat yourself against negative thoughts and be careful what you feed your mind because your mind is your greatest asset, make sure you are not using it against yourself.”
― Uzoma Nnadi
Summer rains rust iron
Jamaica petals fall gently
spreading afterglow
More rust photographs can be found at A Word a Week Photograph Challenge.
“Love is a piano dropped from a fourth story window, and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.” ~Ani Defraco
Two geckos were mating in our bedroom door jamb. Unbeknownst to us…we shut the door! Wrong place! Wrong Time!
Gioconda Belli/Josue Arévalo/The Tico Times
“No one has ever become poor by giving.”
― Anne Frank, diary of Anne Frank
Recently, I’ve been bombarded on my Facebook news feed with videos of the ALS Ice Bucket challenge. The ALS marketing strategy is brilliant and has raised over $30 million dollars for ALS research and created an awareness of ALS throughout the world. Letting the good times roll by donating to a reputable charity AND having fun while doing it is exhilarating.
Keep rolling. More good times ahead.
“There are ultimately two choices in life: to fight it or to embrace it. If you fight it you will lose – if you embrace it you become one with it and you’ll be lived.”
― Rasheed Ogunlaru
“Alice came to a fork in the road. ‘Which road do I take?’ she asked.
‘Where do you want to go?’ responded the Cheshire Cat.
‘I don’t know,’ Alice answered.
‘Then,’ said the Cat, ‘it doesn’t matter.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
The Weekly Photo Challenge is Fray.
What do we do when our lives are frayed and seem to unravel before our eyes?
More frayed photos ahead.
There comes a time in all of our lives, when we are faced with a life altering choice. Which story do we tell? Do we choose to end our stories in acts of quiet desperation? Or, do we choose life to write more chapters? Either path we choose is fraught with anxiety…for we can expose our vulnerabilities and our fears, use our voices to shout to the world, and possibly be silenced or worse…unheard. Or, we can disguise our fears and worries in a landscape that portrays paradise…until…until…one dark night the pain erupts with such force, that in quiet desperation, all rational thought disappears, and we choose death.
Several days ago, our expat neighbor committed suicide. He chose to end his story. It reminds me that life is fragile. His tragic death shook me up and made me doubt everything I once believed and question the very foundation of who I am.
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A Tribute to the Street Artists of Ecuador
The eyes of street artists
The Weekly Photo Challenge is Silhouette.
The last ferry of the day arrives in Moyogalpa, Ometepe Island, Nicaragua.
