I whisper through my fingers and through my camera lens, of life, joy, beauty and family.
I always listen to the whispers...they will tell the truth, if you simply listen.

Sunday, December 11, 2011


"It came upon a midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
to touch their harps of gold:
'Peace on the earth, goodwill to men
From heavens all gracious King!'
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing."
~written by Edmund Hamilton Sears in 1849

Do you hear them singing?
I think I do... their voices are 
clear and ringing in
the cold winter night's air.

Did you know nearly every full moon brings 
crystal clear skies and
crisp, cold air?
I don't know if it's a scientific fact or not,
but merely an observation
by one who is
quite adversely affected 
by
lunar nights. 
I don't exactly go outside and howl, 
but
I am afraid I lie awake
for 
half the night
as the brilliantly lit 
moon
illuminates the night.

We are in for some
welcome weather
over the next couple days.
Abundant rain in the desert
and
oodles of snow
in the mountains.
I'll try to capture some
images 
to share.

Until next time....

P.S. Today would have been my grandma's 
108th birthday...

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