20 February 2013

promise

I've been watching the flowering quince at the end of my drive ... blooms and buds popping out ... seems too early to last.  Every time I look at those buds, the word promise comes to mind.  Today I was compelled to explore the idea of promise a bit further.

the promise of spring

the promise of growth

the promise and potential in raw materials ... silver

... gemstone slabs

 ... yards of vintage homespun linen from the Ukraine

But ultimately ... promise and potential and hope are within me 
... all that's left to do is open my hands and let go

l i g a - kvk

2 comments:

  1. Powerful thoughts to muse over...
    wish there was even a hint of spring's promise here - nothing but snow and more cold.

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    1. my primary focus these days - letting go - on so many levels
      ... a relatively mild winter here in western NC - very much ok with me.

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