My Ordinary Life Journal

by Saiisha

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Magnolia Explosion

Everywhere I turn - blooming magnolias
Pink ruffly petals, creamy white throats
Like candles in the wind: here today, gone tomorrow,
But oh how glorious their little lives: dripping joy even as they fall.
 


 
 
 
Posted by Saiisha at 8:18 AM
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

No comments:

Post a Comment

Newer Post Older Post Home
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Visit my Online Shop

Visit my Online Shop

My Upcoming Shows

  • Simply Art & Gift Gallery (Feb 2014)
  • Sinclair's Cafe (Jan, Feb 2014)
  • NCCL School Arts & Crafts Fair (Nov 23, 2013)
  • Perfect Cup Cafe (Nov 2013)
  • Center for Creative Arts (Oct, Nov 2013)

Blog Archive

  • ►  2014 (3)
    • ►  January (3)
  • ▼  2013 (37)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  November (2)
    • ►  September (2)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (2)
    • ►  June (6)
    • ►  May (3)
    • ▼  April (4)
      • Eating Wild
      • Magnolia Explosion
      • From Darkness into Light (can I do it?)
      • Volunteering at Winterthur
    • ►  March (11)
    • ►  February (3)
    • ►  January (1)
  • ►  2012 (6)
    • ►  July (1)
    • ►  May (1)
    • ►  March (2)
    • ►  February (2)
  • ►  2011 (38)
    • ►  December (2)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  October (3)
    • ►  September (4)
    • ►  August (7)
    • ►  July (4)
    • ►  June (17)

Total Pageviews

About Me

My photo
Saiisha
I AM: short, skinny, brown, simple, a woman, a mother, a daughter, a wife, a sister, love books, nature, naps, unsocial, sometimes kind, mostly self-centered, sometimes hardworking, often lazy, sort of creative, intuitive but don't always use it. I HAVE: a couple of degrees in computer sciences, comfortable clothes, a loving family, a quick temper, a cat, an old Cadillac, lots of flipflops, interests in spiritual stuff, a good memory for words, no clue about sports or music. I WAS born naked into this world, but ever since then, have been piling on possessions and identities until I've become what I am - a tightly woven tapestry of so many threads that I've lost sight of my real self. In this journey of my life, I'm hoping I'll learn to loosen these knots, undo the patterns, and learn to untie and let go of all these strings I've bound myself up with, and become me, so I can simply say I AM, and not feel like I have to complete the sentence.
View my complete profile
Picture Window theme. Theme images by Nikada. Powered by Blogger.