I am half-way through my 365 project! Most days, I post a diptych of something I see on the left and a self-portrait on the right. Today, I didn't do a self-portrait. Am giving myself the latitude to be free with this project, to do my best, but to let "perfection" go. I think it's an "over-50" thing. Imperfectly perfect. Embracing reality. Finally!
Be humble for you are made of earth.
Be noble for you are made of stars.
Silently, one by one,
in the infinite meadows of the heaven,
blossumed the lovely stars,
the forget-me-nots of the angels.
-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline, 1847
he brings soup. he brings flowers. he brings kisses and kind words. how could one person bring one other person so much joy?
and then i got to go sing with my chorus!