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 

monday || week 14

monday || week 14

day 93
i read somewhere that birds do not sing for us, but rather to warn and protect. 
also, it is usually the male that sings and the female who makes calling sounds. 
today the dog and i laid in the yard, doing nothing for fifteen minutes or so.
the sun shined down on both of us, warming us to the core,
and i could not help but think. . . 
on a glorious day like today, the birds are indeed singing for me! 

every single day

every single day

sunday || week 14

sunday || week 14