Rachel - For the Love of Peet's - in progress

I've had this semi-formed idea that I wanted to use some of my empty Peet's bags to make a collage of some sort, so here's what I have so far. I'm not yet sure where I'm going with this, it needs to be mounted on watercolor paper and have some other elements added, but I've yet to figure out what. At any rate, even though I haven't had time to produce a finished photo or piece for the blog for the past few days, I have been working on this, and thinking.

Robin - Old San Jose

This is a photograph I made by standing on a bench by the tennis courts on the Guadalupe River Walk over someone's fence. I happened to get a peek and thought it was worth shooting. Because of the historic nature of the subject matter, I used an old photo filter.

I am a 3rd generation San Josean so I'm always thrilled to find remnants of our agrarian past. I hope you like it as much as I do.

Robin - Margo's Tulip

This is a photograph I made of my little girlfriend Margo's tulip. She chose the color and we bought them at the farmer's market over the weekend. I shot them against the fence on her patio. Happy Valentine's Day Miss Margo!

Rachel - Daffodil in Profile

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Rachel - For Mom, with Love!

It's hard to believe that it's been 7 years since my mom suddenly died. It was January 2005; she was feeling good, reaching out to friends and loved ones, and then she was gone. My world forever changed. My father lost half his life that day and the rest of it drained from him over the next 35 months. My children lost their grandmother. I lost my mommy, and then my daddy.

I miss my parents terribly,and while time softens the pain on a day-in day-out basis, the deep and resounding loss is always here.

This daffodil blooms each year, reminding me of my mother who loved daffodils, yellow and spring. After mom's death I planted this daffodil, a centerpiece from her memorial, and when it blooms it cheers me with the bittersweet thought of mom.

For Mom, with LOVE!

Budding Reminder~

A new season,  a fresh start ,  and so we begin again...

I have been reluctant with starting, beginning again. And then there they were to remind me, guide me...

Some of us need reminders to stay a-path, and for me mine often come in the form of  Nature....flowers budding growth and the stillness in the air which comes between the  changing of  seasons.

They gently awaken my spirit and remind me it's time.

We have not forgotten...Have you? 

So be it Cherry blossom, Daffodil's  cups of yellow sunshine tea for the soul, Autumn's  Falling leaves, Spectacular mild winter skies or my tiny sweet  friends the

 Forget Me Nots.  

They arrive just in time, somehow knowing, somehow speaking the exact words I need to lighten the load of life.

Just like the truest of  friends they softly, yet so confidentially remind me of who I am, and seem to say you've  gone astray my friend... or are you on your path.

  It's as if they ever so tenderly, yet confidently mutter  words of encouragement under their breath and say, It's time...

And so it is time.