a walk on the wild side ...

"Routine is not a prison, 

but the way into freedom from time.

The apparently measured time 

has immeasurable space within it,

and in this

it resembles music"

~May Sarton~

brisk lake walks {picking up pieces of beach glass along the way } ...

all my favourite colours in one spot ...

gratitude with each step ...

chickadees that land on my hand for some seed and a chat ...

the blessings of nature ...

find me where the wild things are

*always*

"She didn't just walk on the wild side,

she lived there

dancing in the streets

and setting fire

to its sky"

~j.iron word~