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 2017 

tuesday || week 9

day 61
rain pelted the car window so hard
the wipers could not keep up
later it turned to hail, the size of small pebbles
we heard trees crash in the watershed across the street
and the dog would not leave my side
there was a phone call, a real live voice
from jordan, who i scolded for not calling me enough
but we just texted last friday
call, even if it is just to tell me what you had for dinner
i miss your voice
he laughed, ok ma. . .  


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monday || week 9