the daily shutter..its unusual…

I am usually the last mum to nursery..you know the type…sweeping in at the last minute trying to eeek out those final minutes of kids free time. ๐Ÿ™‚

Toady i had a little bit more time as i had met a friend and run a few errands and so i went and parked near the kids nursery and had a quick stroll in the sunshine. Nice to have the sunshine back and the snow gone now.

I love the little white picket type fence gateway that this church has so had to take a few pics. Looking at it I can picture the ladies and gents of years gone by in their sunday best heading to church.

Its a beautiful little setting for a church…but then that isnt what makes a church is it? An impressive building and a pretty gate?

No i think its the people, ย i think the people are the church..a bit like that little kids rhyme..here’s the church, here’s the steeple..open it up and there are all the people!

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the park…daily shutter…

A rare moment when it was just me walking in the park. Well and the dog….

I changed the white balance on these images for that creamy, muted tone. But then it was that kind of day anyway…

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Finding the gold…iphone edition..

Finding the gold: When old prospectors would look for gold they would take large pan and grab up huge loads of gravel and sand, shaking it backwards and forwards to encourage the heavier gold to the bottom of the pan, at the same time the lighter materials which are worthless are worked up to the surface and swept away. This process is repeated until all that is left is the heaviest most valuable material.ย 

My finding the gold project is inspired by this description, searching through the daily stuff of life that is ultimately worthless…the stress, the what ifs, the tantrums, the work nonsense,…and finding those valuable bits of my day, my week that are the moments i need to remember. The things that catch my eye and are just beautiful in their simplicity unbidden and untouched by the daily grind. Things that make me smile, even if sometimes that smile doesn’t linger and stay.

Some weeks it is harder to than others, sometimes the pan feels like it is only full of gravel and sand. There are weeks when its hard to keep going, searching through the detritus of this crazy, busy, frantic stage of life. Times when having time to catch you breathe seems impossible let alone stopping to look… but then you catch a glimpse, even in the darkest of darkness a small shard of gold can shine out and lift your spirits. ย Even if it is just one piece.

 

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