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 || water bowls

tuesday || water bowls

day 220 || August 8th 

It is another wonderful, slow morning. Time to write and drink my coffee. I meditate on the back deck, the morning sun on my upturned face and the birds singing. I sweep the floor, check the chickens, water their garden and take a walk with the dogs, all in my morning clothes. I do shower however and get dressed for real and head into town to meet the newlyweds for a beer after they are off work. I tell Jordan he has turned me into a beer drinker. Hardly Ma!, he says. Later we head to their house where he and I sit with Meyer, on their deck and talk, while she makes vegan mac and cheese to take with them camping tomorrow. They are going to a festival with close friends, where they will listen to music, share meals and swim in the river. They too have built a beautiful life together and I leave with a full heart and a birthday present! 

On my way home I treat myself to a cone at Mallards. Coconut Rum... Do you put real rum in it? I ask, of course, he says! Yum! 

You have to love a city where everywhere you go there are dog bowls. 

wednesday || home

wednesday || home

monday || solitude

monday || solitude