Don’t fret Bella the Red Fox, spring is on its way! I hope you are well. xo
This image resonates with how I felt today, being on the inside, looking out into the space of time, of life. I’m sure that my having migraines the last few days has contributed to this feeling as well 😖
My apologies for the lack of postings… I’ve been feeling uninspired lately and thus haven’t posted much. I’ve been going through a personal incubation period of sorts which can demand all of my energies till I emerge on the other side, lighter and hopefully more self enlightened. Those of you familiar with Thomas Moore’s writings will understand what I’m talking about
Ok, the NYC photos are uploaded and now available for purchase via my store 🙂 link is in my bio on my profile.
Thank you to Irene Taira for requesting to have them be made available for sale <3 ------- I'm grateful and I love it when I have folks making requests for certain images they remembered from my posts, ones where they'd like to have available to make product purchases from my online store! Knowing that my imageries speak to others in evoking memories or emotions is just wonderful. . . . All Images Copyrighted. Available for print orders (link on profile page) and reposting, please credit & tag @onelushlife. Thank you
The beacon, ONE WTC beckons as the sun sets behind the clouds, giving a soft pink glow to the city that never sleeps. It looks and feels softer on this visit, the vibe of the city has changed for the better. I hadn’t been back since my first visit in 1994, and of course had to come back to the Empire State Building to see the same vistas, to get the birds eyes view and observe changes. This view had changed of course, post 9/11. .
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Lifetimes Remembered. (7 photos)
A friends old family dwelling in Ucluelet, generations of Canadian Japanese fishermen. A glimpse at what once was and how his father and his father’s fathers lived. After his father’s passing, the dwelling was no longer lived in, standing still in time until the family would decide what to do with it