precious threads

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“If we were always conscious of the fact that people precious to us are frighteningly mortal, hanging not even by a thread, but by a wisp of gossamer, perhaps we would be kinder to them and more grateful for the love and friendship they give to us.”
– Dean Koontz

Been thinking a lot lately about friendship and connections, both here at home and those relationships formed through social media outlets such as blog sites, Facebook, and even Flickr. Thankful for such a wonderful network of like-minded, supportive and inspirational souls from all parts of the world.

All the more thankful when I actually get to meet an online friend or two in person. I’ve been fortunate to meet a few of these people and each time it felt like we had known each other for years.

Just recently, my husband and I met the photographer extraordinaire, Joe Giordano (Monochromia) and his lovely wife Terry in Boston for a wonderful dinner in the North End. We had a great time and are hoping to get together again this fall in NYC.

A few weeks prior to our meeting, I had an interview with Joe.. a little chat about photography mostly, with a few revealing facts about me

You can read it HERE.

Next weekend, I am meeting a couple of WordPress friends for Sunday morning coffee and a walk around historic Concord, MA

Another marvelous perk to photography, the networking and connections you make along the way…the threads that bind us, so to speak.

Have you ever had the opportunity to get together with a fellow blogger or social media friend?  I’d be curious to hear what your experience was like.

Lots of wishes for a happy weekend!

all the stories in between

the beginning is the word

“The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories.”
~Kate Atkinson

while a few old hydrangea blossoms continue to hold on for dear life
tiny new buds are beginning to form

I am hopeful

the tear catcher

the tear catcher

“No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.”

~Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

impermanence

autumn snow

“It’s true, I think, as Kenko says in his Idleness,
That all beauty depends upon disappearance,
The bitten edges of things,
the gradual sliding away
Into tissue and memory,
the uncertainty
And dazzling impermanence of days we beg our meanings from,
And their frayed loveliness.”

~ Charles Wright – The World of the Ten Thousand Things

 

 

*a big thank you to Shawna Lemay for exposing me to such wonderful poetry.