How easy it is for us to get stuck in our routines. We thrive on routine, trying to create order in our lives.
I’ll never forget one day in college. I woke in a rush, showered, dressed, ran down four flights of stairs. Then it struck me, as I crossed the threshold into the Great Outdoors-it was all a blur. I had forgotten to put on my glasses.
Art by Shelley ~ Life * Love * Coffee 
November 14, 2007 at 9:27 am
A beautiful piece, Shelley! I love how the poem and the picture connect and complete each other, and I can hear the beats of your heart between the words…
November 14, 2007 at 10:55 am
Oh, thank you Miki! Such a lovely comment.
November 14, 2007 at 1:11 pm
Nice piece, Shelley. When one balances the asymmetry with other elements such as color/tone variation, it works so well.
November 14, 2007 at 1:35 pm
Bonjour,
Merci pour les visites et les commentaires. Je peindrai un tableau bleu pour ton doux poème. A bientôt.
November 14, 2007 at 2:11 pm
Merci 🙂
November 14, 2007 at 2:18 pm
I really appreciate your comment on balance, Alter Eebo. Thank you so much!
November 15, 2007 at 4:47 pm
Lovely! I recognize myself so clearly in your writing.
November 15, 2007 at 6:30 pm
Thank you, Susan!
November 20, 2007 at 4:13 pm
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