leaning on her staff shuffling barefoot she wavers slightly heavy with the moon’s dark spill.
a raw star whispers from the foam: tell me a story about me and the sea.
so she speaks, spilling salt and history, rocks rattling in her pockets, strands of silver falling into green,
as dusk crabs scuttle home and the sky becomes womb-red— another cycle she must carry.
leaning on her staff shuffling barefoot she asks the waves: how many more moons?
*17/100: For the next 100 days, I’ll be writing and posting a poem every day. **All photos are mine, taken with an Olympus E-M1 MarkII and edited with Lightroom Classic.
what would you pay for this bit of blue? i will throw in flour dust and a turmeric-stained apron.
you might find bent hinges, snippets of moon song, silver strands curling at the edges.
moth light and steady sandstone.
cloudy mirrors, well-worn paths, watercolor stained jars, books under beds, and hollows shaped by holding.
what would you pay me for this bit of blue?
*14/100: For the next 100 days, I’ll be writing and posting a poem every day. **All photos are mine, taken with an Olympus E-M1 MarkII and edited with Lightroom Classic.
i stack the sky vertically, holding space for falling words, but summer heat traps crooked letters, twisting type for tiny starlings to feast—pecking pesky verbs, spitting harsh consonants onto parched summer grass. he said ‘imagine that’ and ‘birds like nests,’ so i scurry and scrawl every tree, gathering orphaned lettered pieces of you, to anchor my pillow as ink-black night bleeds with barely a moon. quiet, listen to the nothing of my whispering breath as soft feathers fold the dark— with a tiny click.
*11/100: For the next 100 days, I’ll be writing and posting a poem every day. **All photos are mine, taken with an Olympus E-M1 MarkII and edited with Lightroom Classic.
Last week I mentioned my friend Anna asked me to join her in the #100DayProject and I figured it was time for an update. I’ve managed to take photos every day and share them with a group of five of us doing it together. It helps having that extra accountability and I love seeing what they are all creating.
If you’re unfamiliar with this challenge, it’s simple. You choose any creative project you like and do it every day for 100 days, sharing your process on social media using the hashtag #The100DayProject. This year the dates are Feb. 22-June 2.
Here are a few shots taken so far that I haven’t fit into other posts. Let me know if you have a favorite!
I’ve been struggling with some health stuff and things feel very hard. I’m still working on various projects, but in small doses. I did get to meet one of my fellow bloggers in person recently, which was amazing. I also continue to sell a few books a week and reviews are still coming in (thank you!)
While I’m focusing mostly on health right now, I did recently visit the historic Sacramento City Cemetery on a bright fall morning and take these photos. I hope you enjoy them and please let me know if you have a favorite.
As always, thank you for sticking around here. It means the world to me.
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Photos were taken with an Olympus OM-D and edited with ON1 Photo RAW
A few weeks ago, I went camping with family. Our campsite was surrounded by large bushes which attracted birds, we spent an afternoon at the beach, and I hiked up some big sand dunes.
Although these might be some of my favorite photos, it’s hard not to beat myself up because I’m not writing. I made an attempt at working on my middle-grade novel recently, and it was rubbish. And although I’ve sold over 100 books, more than I thought I would, I can’t seem to get people to review it. My mind tells me it’s because people don’t like the book, which is fine, but the small hopeful part of me is a bit sad. But you know what? Two local bookstores carry my book and I’ve been selling about three copies a month in store, from people just browsing and liking it. That needs to be celebrated. As I’ve always told my kids—comparison is the thief of joy.
So, let me brush this all off and say, I’m not writing currently, but I’ll be back at it soon. In the meantime, enjoy all these photos. And as always, let me know if you have a favorite. Have a wonderful day!
Although it was our last session together, the full moon hid from me. It danced among the snow but wouldn’t sit still long enough to capture it. I looked for light and cold instead. Winter held within a single frame. Tell me, can you feel it?
Moon rises fair and fleece. Dark crow upon the fence outside. Night thought, like snow concealed. —Neil Reid
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I had high hopes and big plans for this final photo shoot, but the weather did not cooperate. I went out three different times but clouds and rain made it quite difficult. All the same, I hope you enjoyed this last installment and all 12 months of full moon photos. I learned a lot this year! Stay tuned for some big announcements in the coming weeks. I’ve got ideas for a new project and I’m still working on publishing my short story collection.
As always, all photos were taken by me with an Olympus OM-D and edited with ON1 Photo RAW. Let me know if you have a favorite and have a wonderful week.
One final note. For those who knew Neil Reid, I’m sad to say he passed away earlier this month. I wrote a tribute to him on his blog today, but I wanted to honor him here too. I will miss his comments, letters, and beautiful poetry. He taught me a poem is a poem if you say it is and to love B I G. I will miss him.
For a moment I lost hope. Fear stuck in my belly and made me sick. I didn’t recognize my country anymore so I chased the moon with my camera. I couldn’t go over the pain. I couldn’t go under it. Oh no! I would have to go through it.
I’m not through it, not even close, but I found a few things to help. Rice fields at sunrise. Cranes taking flight. Gold-tinged farmland. You. We’ve got a long way to go and we need each other. So this is me holding my hand out to you. We are in this together.
“We all—adults and children, writers and readers—have an obligation to daydream. We have an obligation to imagine. It is easy to pretend that nobody can change anything, that we are in a world in which society is huge and the individual is less than nothing: an atom in a wall, a grain of rice in a rice field. But the truth is, individuals change their world over and over, individuals make the future, and they do it by imagining that things can be different.”—Neil Gaiman
*In case you didn’t recognize the reference above, it’s from the delightful children’s book We’re Going on a Bear Hunt.
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As always, all photos were taken by me with an Olympus OM-D and edited with ON1 Photo RAW. Let me know if you have a favorite and have a wonderful week. Only ONE full moon left! What?!!
Forget about everything else and be right here. Look at the way the full moon rises, timid and then quickly. Bold. Look at the way the Joshua Trees grow. Each branch jutting off the main tree is from an injury. They make broken look beautiful. You do too.
Let’s remember this moment and make more. Many, many more.
“What draws people to be friends is that they see the same truth. They share it.” —C.S. Lewis
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It’s not like me to be spontaneous. I like planning, making lists, and being as prepared as possible. Last week I decided at the last minute to visit my childhood best friend in Las Vegas for her birthday and got ready in three hours. It was a perfect, beautiful, enjoyable, and fully unplanned whirlwind of a few days capped off by the appearance of the Hunter’s supermoon. My heart is so full.
Most of these photos were taken at the Red Rock Canyon National Conservation Area. However, the last few photos were taken on the drive back in the morning. The last photo is the moon setting as the sun rose close to Newberry Springs, CA.
As always, all photos were taken by me with an Olympus OM-D and edited with ON1 Photo RAW. Let me know if you have a favorite and have a wonderful week. Only two full moons left of the year. Wow.
Today the heat subsided and the clouds arrived. I went in search of you. I found sunflowers, pumpkins, cornfields, and a bridge. You peeked out for a minute from the clouds but then ran from me. That’s okay. I don’t need to see you to love you.
Because I’m still in love with you I wanna see you dance again Because I’m still in love with you On this harvest moon —Neil Young
I visited Bishop’s Pumpkin Farm with visions of taking a photo of the full moon over a cornfield, but the clouds didn’t cooperate. Instead, I had a lovely evening with my mom. I hope you enjoy these images and let me know if you have a favorite. As always, all photos were taken by me with an Olympus OM-D and edited with ON1 Photo RAW.
Bridgette Tales 