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 

saturday || week 47

day 324 || gratitude for . . .  
French toast with real maple syrup, a bit of sun and blue sky, the smell of stew in the oven all afternoon, the holes in Swiss cheese, him folding the laundry, recognizing nourishment of all kinds, curiosity, The Gilmore Girls trailer on Netflix, singing along to Christmas music, wide mouth jars, smoke rising out of the neighbors chimney, laugh lines, new uses for old toothbrushes and the softness of the dog's ears. 

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