garden, garden photos, gardens, Grief, Loss, Photography, Photos

For the Beauty

"For the Beauty of the Earth" was always a hymn that could calm me. No matter how I felt at church, or if I was coming out of a nap as a young child during service, this song calmed me. It gave my mind an instant image of nature in every geography. I could pictures… Continue reading For the Beauty

Bereaved Parents, bereavement, Child loss, garden, garden photos, gardens, Grief, Loss, Poetry, Writing

A Poem for Grieving Parents: After the Ink Fades

Parents, like me, know all about learning opportunities. We experience them each second, minute, hour, day, night, month and year. Oh, my dear, we know the lessons well. We never ask for them. We never request to join a school of thought, nor wish this club’s type of exclusivity on any other. We experience our lessons in nature when the birds chirp, yet hear no shriek of excitement, or “Mom, how you doing?” We have learning opportunities we never sought, and knowledge we never wished to gain.

Bereaved Parents, bereavement, Child loss, Mental Health, Poetry, Writing

In the Middle of Some Road

Mask 1 hides the bereaved mother screaming inside. She asks, “Why am I still alive?” but I tuck her down deep, even put her to sleep, so she will not speak all that is one her mind. "Shhh … little momma, don’t you cry" although your daughter is not alive.

flowers, garden photos, gardens, nature, Photography, Photos

Butterflies in Corrie’s Garden and the Phlox

I try, with time, to become a better photographer. I feel as though I fail in capturing the beauty I witness on the farm, specifically in the morning or at sunset. I hope to share different themes or journeys we make as our growing season of 2024 takes off.