Kaleidoscope #711


We stare into each other’s eyes and softly kiss speaking and saying more with the movement of our lips and the tips of our fingers than words will allow us to say. Words can’t say this. The one word love means too little for what it is. It means everything and that is still not enough. It doesn’t communicate even a fraction of the feelings involved. Love.
The word is not enough for what it is. Love. Love.
― James Frey

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. It was sent to me by a good friend who happens to spend his days outside as a postal carrier. These lovelies were found along his delivery route. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from his smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #708


Dancing is creating a sculpture that is visible only for a moment.
― Erol Ozan

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. It was sent to me by a good friend who happens to spend his days outside as a postal carrier. These lovely mimosa blooms were found along his delivery route. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from his smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #707


The stillness in stillness is not the real stillness; only when there is stillness in movement does the universal rhythm manifest.
― Bruce Lee

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I was in heaven when I took a lunchtime walk around the capital grounds in Richmond, VA and found this vibrant flower bed. It was hard to focus in on just a few blooms, so you’ll probably see more of these in future posts. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #706


All the natural movements of the soul are controlled by laws analogous to those of physical gravity. Grace is the only exception. Grace fills empty spaces, but it can only enter where there is a void to receive it, and it is grace itself which makes this void. The imagination is continually at work filling up all the fissures through which grace might pass.
― Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found these bright redbuds when I took a lunchtime walk around the capital grounds in Richmond, VA. These lined the wall of the Governor’s Mansion. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #705


A person susceptible to “wanderlust” is not so much addicted to movement as committed to transformation.
― Pico Iyer

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. It was sent to me by a good friend who happens to spend his days outside as a postal carrier. These lovelies were found along his delivery route. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from his smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #704


There seems to be a kind of order in the universe…in the movement of the stars and the turning of the Earth and the changing of the seasons. But human life is almost pure chaos. Everyone takes his stance, asserts his own right and feelings, mistaking the motives of others, and his own.
― Katherine Anne Porter

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. A soft blue sky, taken before leaving for work one morning No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #703


Well, I always know what I want. And when you know what you want–you go toward it. Sometimes you go very fast, and sometimes only an inch a year. Perhaps you feel happier when you go fast. I don’t know. I’ve forgotten the difference long ago, because it really doesn’t matter, so long as you move.
― Ayn Rand, We the Living

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. It was sent to me by a good friend who happens to spend his days outside as a postal carrier. These lovely mimosa blooms were found along his delivery route. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from his smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #702


She writes things with her movements that I for the life of me could never write with a pen.
― Christopher Poindexter

 

 

 

 Below is the original photo used to create this image. Caught these glorious crepe myrtles backlit by bright morning sunshine heading out to work. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.