Monday, March 18, 2013

Scenes from Life

In case your Monday has gotten off to a rough start, I thought I'd share a few nice things. Our weekend was mostly filled with rain, taxes, laundry, errands...all the things that make me want to crawl under the covers and not come out. But it's precisely those things that make me work a little harder to notice nice things too. They're happening all the time, you know.

Rows of houses.

Stay gold, Ponyboy.

Birds nesting in this wall, peeking their heads out to call to each other.

More birds in this alley, and things starting to bloom.

Paw prints in the sidewalk.

A pretty window.

Stained glass patterns.

And if none of that made you smile, it's clearly a serious case, which can only be helped by this.


  1. very interesting photos ! ;*

    great blog ! Would you like to follow each other ?

  2. ahh..the link is broken. What is it?? I must know. I really like the row of houses picture.

    1. Something was going on with instagram for a minute. Try it again. :)

  3. I always love your photos.."stay gold ponyboy" had me cracking up...I always find myself trying to guess the back story to things like that when I see them lol

  4. awww...chubby baby and a cat. love it.

  5. These are beautiful pictures. And the Instagram - ridiculously cute.

  6. Love the paw prints in the sidewalk :)

  7. For a second, I thought these were your Flickr favorites ... then I realized that this is your life! You're absolutely right--there are always happy things that are happening. It's all about perspective. For instance, you could've just had the worst day of your entire life. Things can be absolutely miserable. And yet somewhere nearby, in the same city or even the same neighborhood or street, someone is having their best day. They have never been happier. ... I can't say I have a favorite image this time, though I will say that I would love to check out that row of houses myself.

  8. Love the colorful houses!

    xx Kaisa

  9. Stay gold, Ponyboy! I haven't read that book in years and I still bust out that phrase.