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 

thursday ||week 34

day 238
we woke to very little water, a broken pipe in the main line
of our community well . . 
i filled every vessel i could with water, including the tub
(a perk for living at the bottom of a hill)
and headed our for a walk with the dog
to see what i could find out. . .  not much it seems about the water. 
but fall is in the air, i can see it and feel it; 
we ate warm blackberries and talked to the neighbors,
Basil scared some frogs down by the pond, and we spotted heart shaped lily pads, 
so all was not lost. tonight the water is down to a trickle, and i suppose we will have
to head to the pump house with some buckets in a bit. 
but i am filled with gratitude for that fresh, clean, cool well water
knowing it will be back on in a day or two . . .  
appreciating those old pipes that run below our streets. 

friday || week 35

wednesday || week 34