day 18

day 17

day 16

day 15

when i'm lost in my little self 

looking for purpose, meaning, direction

i should really jump on such a red car

and just go for a drive

day 14

day 13

 

day 12

day 11

day 10

day 9

day 8

wWALKING tTO tTHE sSTORE

my daughter's legs

fill with cement when she wishes,

except if i carry her

but this, we all know

streets become mountains

rivers uncrossable,

sidewalks filled with alligators

wherever we go

logic is hidden

the pattern unknown-

but movement comes

like magic dust

and the disasters reflow

then phone booths

become treasure islands,

bridges are crossed with ease,

her babbling spills out

with strangers and trees

then i can hardly stop her

not that i might-

her longing to buy bread

could fill up the night

thank god that i waited

patiently breathed,

while cement became water

splashing the leaves

day 7

on the way home from childcare...

day 6

this has been our world today... under the bibs are, of course, diapers on bear and monkey...

day 5

day 4

ps.check out the cool stuff happening at vince's site

day 3

day 2

GIT! Get It Down... day 1

today i looked at my daughter 

and all i saw

was how beautiful she is,

i wish i would do the same

more often with myself;

honouring life

in all forms

is something

i'm more inspired to do

since livia has been born

-and that itself is a gift.

autumn

keepin' busy..