I believe that everything starts by paying attention. Life is imperfect and any magical light we can bring into our day is worthy of our gratitude. Laughter and love, joy and celebrations slip into our lives with ease but learning to cope with the deep pain life brings to us is also necessary. I do this best with my camera, chasing down light, zooming in and out and pairing it all with truth. 

I live in Western Washington with my husband of 40+ years, in the home where we raised our three sons. We share that home now with our sweet beagle named Basil. 

Thank you so much for stopping by. 

 

 ©Cathy Sly 2018 

Spring tease!

Spring tease!

It finally happens and we have one beautiful spring day! 

A whole day to feel the sun warm my face. I waste no time in getting outside, new garden gloves and all. I weed as he turns the garden beds. Later he helps me divide a huge hosta plant and one plant becomes three. We both pile junk into the back of Old Blue for a dump run and he offers over and over to empty my weeding bucket. Come mid-afternoon I am that kind of tired that feels so good. My fingernails are dirty and my forehead is streaked with grim. The dog has moved his turtle, chased a few squirrels and laid in the sun. I head inside dirty and happy. 

Later, as I step out of the shower I notice it is sprinkling. I go to bed thinking those hostas will drink up that rain. 

I picked a bouquet. . .

I picked a bouquet. . .

arrival

arrival