About Sacred Spaces...

There's a spot in my house, in my living room, where the sofa sits by a window to the front of the house and I have spent countless hours there.
Nursing babies, writing, eating, talking, drinking.
This is the recount of what I've seen this weekend and it will come to you from right here...
My favorite place in the world.

Friday I did what I had set out to do.
I found art, adult conversation, a crowded bathroom and plenty of eccentricity.

Heavy Metal Fashion Show. Pieces made out of metal. Reminded me of my old project.

Between downpours of rain and one day of sun I reconnected with my almost teen searching through things that are old but new to us.

We daydream...








I go there with her and she shares her future plans and the things that make her uneasy.
I don't judge... I listen. It is not only easier but the right thing to do.






Don't let them dull your sparkle I reaffirm...





Savannah you are so beautiful and I wish I could write poems, songs even sonnets about you.




Hope you enjoyed your weekend.




Happy Monday.