By marybethrew, on April 12th, 2021%
One swallowtail hunkered down in the lawn, bobbing up and down as the wind went sweeping down the plain. Another I followed into the tall amber waves of grain in the back field, and located it two-thirds of the way down a stem, gripping on for dear life as each stem waved and whipped past its gossamer wings. I tried to take notes on how to ride out the turbulence. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ being ok
By marybethrew, on March 22nd, 2021%
I perch and hover on this equinox, my compass needle steadying but this orienting is an active state, an attentive tending. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ equanimity
By marybethrew, on March 12th, 2021%
The portal is open, the ideas are flowing onto the page, I am diving under each wave and coming up breathless and ready for the next. . . . → Read More: the portal
By marybethrew, on March 8th, 2021%
Life is once again starting to emerge on the planet – trilliums, trout lilies – and though we humans are still laying low for the near future, the farther future is starting to look more hopeful. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ emergent
By marybethrew, on February 24th, 2021%
Saturated and soggy, clearing the photo folders out for spring. . . . → Read More: ~black and white wednesday~ saturate
By marybethrew, on February 22nd, 2021%
โโฆwe step out of the shade aflame and unafraid, the new dawn blooms as we free it, for there is always light if only we are brave enough to see it, if only we are brave enough to be it.โ โ Amanda Gorman, The Hill We Climb. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ lighter
By marybethrew, on January 4th, 2021%
One of the things I’d like to remember for this year is finding out that going inward allowed me to, paradoxically, expand in ways I wouldn’t have guessed. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ reflect
By marybethrew, on December 25th, 2020%
I am placing this image of nine-years-ago Quinn drawing a whole bunch of baby dinosaurs โstanding on the floor of the eggโ here to signify that thereโs a lot of writing going on, gestating behind the scenes. The sun ball lamp might be my egg incubator, and I am waking up early to . . . → Read More: tender and mild
By marybethrew, on November 26th, 2020%
My favorite aspect of the fantastically gigantic stumps was that they each had some sort of window or archway or dome built into them, and each one now housed a hollowed out center โ or maybe more accurately, a hallowed space. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ hallowed
By marybethrew, on November 23rd, 2020%
~rainbow mondays~
a splash of color on monday morning
a photo study documenting the colors of the spectrum: the balance points between light reflected and light absorbed
other posts . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ among
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rainbow gallery ~ pick a color
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