Sunday, July 31, 2011

not the promised post...

...but this is a post, nonetheless.

the sun came up this morning, turned the air a liquid gold and pearl-tipped each dewy blade of grass. i was listening to the high kings and seeing in my head happy memories of ireland. yes, Ireland. i was really and truly there. and i thought to myself... what a wonderful world.

i also thought to myself... i feel like writing again. in the last few months, so much has happened, beautiful and painful, that i only wanted to be quiet and feel the deep, slow cosmic shift of roots stretching and new flowers budding, another layer of maturity and redemption being added to the person that is me. 

i almost decided to give up this blog for good, but you people kept adding yourselves as followers. and commenting. and emailing me questions about things i was thinking and whether i'd write about them... and wondering whether i was going to post pictures of the high school graduation i photographed and the two weddings in which i was fortunate enough to be cast as candid photographer. so, thank you. i'll keep writing, now that words are crowding my head again.

next time, i WILL finish the restorative justice series. 
and then will commence a deluge of pictures and stories... and more irish roses (like the darling above).