butterflies in my belly...


tonight i take my first
photos
of people
that are not part of my
family...

and i'm nervous...
sick-to-my-stomach
don't-feel-ready
nervous...

i was going to write about the potato salad
and marinated bbq chicken i am making for supper...
or about the great photos i got on my
5 am sunday morning drive...
or how 13 kicked butt on her band trip
(and i only cried for a moment as she left the driveway
to be gone for two nights this year)

but instead...
i've got butterflies in my belly...

my space...



this is where i spend parts of my day...
by the window
listening to the kids playing outside
with great lake swimmers playing in the background...

sometimes a paintbrush in hand...
sometimes a pen...
sometimes just a handful of crayons.



a space for me...
a corner, a nook...
one of my favorite places to be....
i wish you could join me...
{there is room for another stool.}

and exhale....

poetry month is over....
and while i can't say that i didn't enjoy it,
i can say that i found it extremely hard this month...

the words just wouldn't come.

and i have so much going on lately
with the photography side of my life
that i feel that might have been crowding out
everything else...
but i'm glad that i tried and i want to keep trying
to write...i enjoy writing and don't want to replace
one thing with another...i think the pressure of
posting one thing every day was shutting me down...

so...the photo show is over...but here are some
pictures of the pictures...