“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


White Hearts

These leaves remind me of Susanna's wonderful, wonderful image of black hearts, of which I have a copy, thank you very much, Miss Susanna, and on the very next day after the photograph showed up in the mail to make me happy, happy, I awoke to find a small package wrapped in green paper propped against my front door - teeny heart candles on toothpicks, which just perfectly, perfectly match the black heart image. From the lovely, lovely Katie who knew nothing about Susanna's hearts.

I have had this image for a while, but could not figure out how to make it look like what I felt when I saw the leaves. But I am in painter mode now, not photographer mode, and as such I have no respect at all for the purity of an image, and am able to manipulate it to my vision with no guilt whatsoever.

dear God, I hated Garth Brooks' singing that song, holding that rose


  1. Shamelessly gorgeous!

  2. Oh. I do love that image of Susanna's. And, this one of yours. Go on being shameless. We love it.

    And we were just "speaking" of just because gifts...

  3. There are far worse things to feel "shameless" about! Don't blow away in this wind!

  4. i am so happy to hear you are on this shameless roll!

  5. This is a gorgeous photo. So lovely! And mysterious. And wonderful.

  6. Throw the guilt out for good! There is no place for it here.
    Your images are as pure as your heart.

  7. Wonderful photo. Love your blog.


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