Category Archives: Popinjay

I have a love-hate relationship with the idea of domestic. My mother took a lot of pride and satisfaction out of being domestic. She never was a good gardener, but she enjoyed sewing, and keeping a good house. But when she got sick and eventually died of cancer it set off a very chaotic path … Continue reading

I’m breaking rules for this one. See, I meant to snap a good shot or two at the Louisville Zombie Attack last night. But we didn’t actually make it to the walk. As some of you know my son is autistic and my partner has a lot of the same problems. This can lead to … Continue reading

I knew exactly what I wanted to take a picture of when I saw this popinjay (it just took me a bit to find the right tree). To me plants, but especially trees embody confidence. They grow where they’re planted. They’re strong, but flexible and true confidence brings growth and blossoming. I think (and I … Continue reading

So the picture isn’t breathtaking (taken with my camera phone)… But the fact that the kids and I can have a spontaneous breakfast picnic on the lawn of the clinic while waiting for prescriptions to be filled is breathtaking.

Afraid, fear. I think most fear is irrational, triggered by other feelings and the overwhelming nature of fear is as troubling as the thing we’re scared of. Take this, for example: Another shot from the day with the butterflies. My son and husband are both allergic to bee stings/insect bites (not dangerously so far, but … Continue reading

Yeah, this is about perfect. You know I’ll never get a shot like this again.