407: Rooftops

Toronto: Rooftop (View from the 407)

Hope

Tomorrow is such a long time..........

I may have massacred Dylan's poetry with that title, but this last week I have needed to remind myself to breathe - and I'd like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who sent such kind words and condolences.

I never knew what to write, and would often sit in front of a blank paper, staring, trying to find words to wrap around such big feelings. And now I know, that even the littlest word brings so much with it.

I am taking great comfort behind the viewfinder these days finding Mother Nature's spring rebirth in tucked away corners.

Changes....

Funerary Jars

Odd that I would be drawing funerary jars and considering ancient rites and rituals and the afterlife.

Mom died yesterday afternoon.

Nicaragua (Granada) Polychrome jaguar effigy jar