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Come Wander Along with Me...

I wander...it is simply what I do.  Since I was a young girl, my parent's tried everything to keep me close to home, going to such  measures as to buy me goats.  Though I loved my goats, my heart still  wandered.  

Growing up in rural New Jersey, I was surrounded by dense woods and long stretches of farm land to fuel my imagination.   I felt at home in the arms of the forest and spent many days laying upon the fragrant mossy soil staring up through the filter of leaves... watching the light dance.  It is these experiences that I work to remember.

In adulthood, I discovered the joy of capturing those precious moments, through my camera's lens.  Though the many years in between my youth and the present, I have enjoyed many wonderful adventures and am currently wandering in another people's land.  For the past 10 years I have had the pleasure of living in Europe and learning to look at life in a very different way.   

Through my images and my wanderings, I hope you will enjoy seeing the world around you... in a new way.

So...I invite you to "Come Wander Along with Me..."

A Poppy for Remembrance…

Veteran's-day-07-6sigsmVeteran’s Day, The Day of Remembrance…Armistice day. November 11 holds great importance for many and it never holds more importance than in a time of war in my opinion. Whatever your beliefs, what ever flag you fly, none can argue with the selfless sacrifices our men and women in uniform face each day.

A thank you is a simple but powerful gift which never seems enough until you see the reaction on the face of a soldier returning home after seeing so much horror.

I am not a political person, nor do I follow any organized religion…I let my heart be my guide and it is with my heart that I give thanks to all those who gave so much and are giving so much so I can live and enjoy this amazing life I have free from tyranny.

I will leave you with a poem that I know means much to Soldiers everywhere as it was written by one who witness much, Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae.

IN FLANDERS FIELDS

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
— Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 – 1918)

I created a collection of some of my favorite poppy images into a calendar for 2010
Remembrance

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