This moment

Joining in the tradition of “this moment”:

{this moment} ~ A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you’re inspired to do the same, leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for all to find and see.

Blog 23


Coming home


To return from vacation and, when you pull back down onto your little, bumpy dirt road to home, suddenly think “this is better” is a beautiful thing. It is so good to be home. Vacation and travel is adventurous fun of course. It is beautiful to reconnect with family. Great-grandparents, second cousins, long lost aunts and uncles. The family ties re-bind, the humidity of the tropics nourishes, the salty ocean waves crash and breathe in life. Oh, but the feeling of returning home. It is a great thing, I have come to know. I am grateful for that feeling because not all feel that way. As my little girl sums it up, she is “so happy to be home with the horses and NEVER wants to leave again”! I love her ability to appreciate what she has and all that surrounds her everyday. It is contentment and fulfillment in our daily lives that nourishes us and I must remember now and then to stop and soak that in.

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Left behind

Left behind boots
Left behind boots. That was my first clue. Walking down to my horses stall, I came upon these left behind boots. I thought they were worthy of a shot. So I took one. Only to find out, as my morning progresses that two or three of our “resident cowgirls” had decided to forego their boots and (for some reason) head off on their horses barefoot and free. “Natural Horsemanship”…..? I think it could qualify. These girls! My first thought was (I will admit) how UNSAFE! And, my second thought was how BEAUTIFUL. I do remember those carefree days and I wish them upon my daughter. No matter how I may worry and fret, I want my daughter to know carefree, bareback, barefoot days on horseback that nearly no mom would approve of. As my little one grows, I have to remember there will be times to turn the “blind eye”. But it will be in honor of who she is and the freedom she seeks. It could be worse, believe me, it could be worse. Here’s to freedom, bravery and childhood. I wish to bring some of it back into my own life!


And, here it is. I have struggled with what my first post should be for far too long. I keep thinking it has to be perfection, beautiful, embodiment of this new wonderful life. Then as I was sorting through pictures, I saw this one I took one of my first days here. One thing I am learning in my few months here is to let go of high expectations, accept what is and that “what is” can be beautiful in it’s own way. And, here it is.