the heat stifles
flowers wilt
fruit ripens
(as do I)


 August is approaching






imperfect and alive







“Imperfection inspires invention, imagination, creativity.

It stimulates.

The more I feel imperfect, the more I feel alive.”


~ Jhumpa Lahiri













her days were a struggle between holding on and letting go






the old couple







two old souls
hanging out
ragged around the edges
perfectly comfortable











she finds comfort in routine
the ebb and flow
the rhythm
of  everyday
even when it’s rough

especially when it’s rough