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Door: Weekly Photo Challenge

doorThere’s a door beyond this inviting path. I can’t see it, but I know it’s there. I can see past the sea oats to a building, and that vision houses possibilities.

I’ve let myself get a little lazy, a little complacent. It’s time to take out the old dreams, a little dusty now, and shake them up. Bring them outside into the sunshine. Follow a few.

There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.

C. S. Lewis

I was immediately drawn to this path when I saw it and wondered what might be on the other side. I’ve recently been thinking about the future and the possibilities for personal growth. My new book coming out this fall has opened some new doors for me and put me on a path of adventure, even though I admit it’s a little scary, too.

I’m ready to walk past those oats, over the bridge, and open that door.

 

 

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the ever hopeful Mr. Roy G. Biv

There’s a beautiful rainbow in my garden, and I hadn’t noticed it until this week’s photo challenge! Introducing Mr. Roy G. Biv, back yard edition.

I had fun with the challenge…mostly because I love rainbows. I always drew them as a kid, and even now, if I see a real one in the sky, I stop what I’m doing and enjoy it.

It’s so full of promise. (GN 9: 8-15)

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out of time

For as long as I can remember holding a camera, I’ve been drawn to scenes that show disrepair and the passage of time — perhaps a level of brokenness or abandonment that speaks of good times long gone. I’m sure if I was able to find a Freudian analyst, he’d have a field day helping me figure out this attraction. Whatever. It leads to a compelling picture every once in a while.

preserveRecent adventures in the Mobile Bay area of Alabama yielded quite a few opportunities to find scenes that are off-season — past their prime. I love the idea that there was a time of prosperity and now these places are in a new season — either a season of renewal, as this hundred year-old church under renovation and historic preservation, or one where the passage of time has rendered a property or home useless.

The church is pretty and quaint; this dilapidated home, however, calls to me. Who lived there? Why did they leave? What secrets are being reclaimed by the forest? It doesn’t just tell a story, it weaves a tale through the kudzu.

house

 

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