the little things....

the little things bring me joy....

like a spider plant baby dangling over....reaching for sunlight....

waiting to be cut and placed in a jar of water....roots allowing to drink deeply and grow....

the little things....keep me going when challenges appear to be overwhelming...

so grateful for the beauty in the little things.

Pamela

ice castles.....

...and the ice princess whispered.....come, play and discover the treasures in my castle.

i love how the melting snow drips...drips...drips and forms the most magical ice castles.

they are beautiful.

they are intricate.

a simple pleasure.

in beauty,

Pamela

mmm....color

it is amazing what a little color can do for the soul in the dead of winter.

my son and I took a trip to the como conservatory last week.  the stargazer lillies were bright and beautiful.....

the color green warmed my heart....a large fern unfurling caught my eye.

color...brings out the inner goddess in my~lovely~self.

in beauty,

Pamela

rosehips...

the ability to simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak.

~hans hofman~

i love rosehips in the wintertime.....a simple reminder of what was....no leaves or lovely scented flowers....simplicity.....bare bones.....only the fruit left.  if you sit long enough you will be able to hear them speak....along with your soul.

blessings of beauty in your day.

pamela

being brave....

Be brave enough to live creatively.

~Alan Alda~

....and this I am gratefully doing.....my definition of "normal" is quite my very own.

May you find joy in simple pleasures.

Pamela

remembering summer....

it is the dead of winter....and oh there are so many wonderful~beautiful gifts winter can bring. winter is a time of clarity....to rest, dream and go IN to oneself.

but.....i do miss the colors of summer....i took a little time tonite to browse thru some old photos tonite and i stumbled across this....yummy color.


green...and blue...and pink....and yellow.....and did i mention LUSH green ~*~*~*~
excuse me while i go loose mySelf in the space between the leaves...and lounge on the ones that are arching over. oh look! i can watch the columbine ferris wheel.

blessings of beauty,
pamela