I adore brown. Brown is more flattering on my pale skin tone than black. Brown is the color of coffee, chocolate and the birthmark on my oldest son’s knee. Brown is earthy and humble.
It was rainy and overcast when I took these photos. The cool light gave the browns I chose to capture an unexpected purple-ish quality. I wasn’t sure I liked it at first, me being so naturally drawn to warmer hues and all, but it’s growing on me now, a day later. It’s good to shake things up sometimes artistically.
And now I’m off to hug my babies, count my blessings and pray for mercy in response to the horrific news splashed morosely across my computer’s homepage. Random violence is utterly dumbfounding to me. It shook me awake, that’s for certain. What else can I do in the face of such evil but arm myself with love and gratitude?
May we all be at peace, and be peace to others, this weekend.
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Peace my dear friend. Peace as I feel physically ill, shaking with grief as I go about the daily tasks. “Light a candle,” Russell prompts. And so a candle is lit in front of the icon of St. Elijah whom we remember on this day; a reminder to pray for the departed, the suffering, and for the one whose hands committed this act of violence. And so I will do what I can, grasping at rituals so graciously given to us by our Mother, the Church, rituals that somehow bring healing. We will cook the koliva and mourn and remember those who have died on this day; we will bake a nameday cake and rejoice with our son. Love to you.
Thank you for this, Beth. And, yes, a Happy Name’s Day to our boys. You are in my heart. Love you.
Love these photos.
Thank you Molly, on every point.
I have always loved brown; fair skin, red hair, fall colors are more ‘me’.
I love these photos and the specific focal points, especially the leaf with the wet shiny center.
Peace to you. Such grief out there. ‘Lord have mercy and save those in sorrow and distress.’
Peace to you as well, Stephanie. And thank you!
Thanks.
I have often noticed in moments of stress that my mind seeks out tiny beautiful details as a source of relief. It seems you do this to, or at least you did today. I think pain and beauty are meant for each other. When we have pain, we seek beauty to comfort us, and when we know beauty, we are willing to suffer pain to keep it.
I love that Melinda! Thank you.