When Luca was only a couple months old, he and I did a mother and son photo shoot. The pictures that came from that moment are some of my favorites. It was a very special time together – little baby Luca and me – just us… I cherish them as I cherish him. Now Rose and I have had a similar moment together. Mother and daughter. The sun was shinning. Nothing fancy. Just of this time. Rose and I.
This little lady has followed me around to a few different homes. She first appeared in my high school dorm room while away at ballet boarding school. She then flew back home to Kansas and looked out from my bedroom window over the prairie. And a few years later she spent her days and nights watching the leaves change, snow fall and beautiful greens of Vermont summers. Now she’s hanging in my favorite white room by a high arched window. I love how her rainbow kite is like her freedom. Slowing twirling and flying. Quiet.
Most nights I’m ready for bed before the little ones are. By the time dinner gets cleaned up, bath time has gotten a good amount water on the floor, pjs are on and bed time books have been read…I’m pretty much a goner. To bed that is. But every now and then I get this magic energy surge. Last night it happened. Rose, Luca and Sandy were all breathing softly in sleep upstairs and I was standing outside staring up at the moon. I hadn’t done that in so long! Just stood outside, in the dark, alone at night watching the clouds fly over the moon. A solitary mother for a moment. Quiet. Nothing. Sigh.
I used to spend a lot of time roaming my family farm in Kansas at night. Through the small forests of trees and over the quiet prairie. I always loved coming back home after those dark walks and seeing the lights of our home lighting the night. Looking up and seeing my mother at the window doing dishes. Only now do I think I have a guess of what she was feeling. How dishes never end, little ones asking, asking, asking…
After watching that moon last night I came backside with a quiet heart. I worked on my Zodiac pieces, adding their constellations to wooden disks and painting on hundreds of little pin point dots for stars. It was quiet. I then did the dishes…a lot of them. And went to bed beside my little Rosie.
Bird seed and a yellow truck = lots of fun and a little boys “work”
Here is my photo of the day. Third day of February and the theme was “Outside”.
The picture says it all I guess…
My sister Betony and her community have created a beautiful thing. I don’t follow much of a religious path myself, but I love the energy and community of friendship that is Atlas, of Greeley, CO. They are welcoming, loving, supportive and incredibly artistic in all that they do. One of their sharing projects is “Photo a day”. And I’m joining in from afar! For the whole month of February there is a word for each day to inspire a photograph. Day 1 was “Me” and being a busy mama as I am, I didn’t get to “Day 1” until today! So my piece is titled “Late”. Hmmmm. Hopefully I’ll do better here on Day 2: “Community”!
See their site: http://www.whatisatlas.com/
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