herons in morning

For Norm2.0’s Thursday doors.
I have a door into nausea and migraine this morning….
For Wordless Wednesday.
For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Daily Prompt: juxtapose.
For the Daily Prompt: juxtapose.
When bird and sun are juxtaposed, I hear music.
For the Daily Prompt: ceremony.
I am having trouble posting today, Memorial Day. My mother died May 15, and there is Mother’s Day, and her birthday is May 31: always near Memorial Day. Some years the last two weeks of May are ok, some years are hard. This year is hard. But I don’t mind thinking of her or grieving.
So blue, blue with grief. If you post, it doesn’t have to be grief or a memorial. You could just do blue.
From last weeks challenge: lighting.
K.L.Allendorfer with a light that is not mundane at all, here.
Send your links for daily things that are blue… or if you are blue…. much love on this Memorial Day.
We walked yesterday and saw three bunnies down the road. Then we realized that there was a young one right by us on the verge. We froze, except for the cameras, and this little one munched leaves and grass. Delightful! A bird finally sounded a warning and our friend hopped into the bushes.
No one gets angry at rabbits for being scared or shy. Why do we put so much pressure on children and on people for these emotions? Why do we label some emotions as “bad”? Fear and shyness help the young bunny survive and humans have these emotions too for the same reasons.
My daughter would not talk to strangers for years. She considered everyone strangers even if I knew them. It was not enough to have me introduce her. She would not speak. At two she would observe new day care staff for two weeks before she would speak to them. And I did not try to change her, because maybe… maybe that is more sensible than we adults want to admit. Not all people are nice or kind or ethical. And children need to know that as they grow. Caution will help this small bunny survive.
For the Daily Prompt: famous.
This is not Michealangelo’s Pieta. This is from the National Museum of Women in the Arts, in Washington, DC. This is Apres la temepete (After the Storm) by Sarah Bernhardt, a sculpture of a Breton peasant woman cradling the body of her grandson who had been caught in a fisherman’s nets. This is from about 1876.
I took this visiting my son at the end of last year.
Memorial Day and we remember our lost. Much love to you and yours.
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