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April

It’s spring!  Farewell
To chills and colds!
The blushing, girlish
World unfolds

Each flower, leaf,
And blade of turf –
Small love-notes sent
From air to earth.

The sky’s a herd
Of prancing sheep,
The birds and fields
Abandon sleep,

And jonquils, tulips,
Daffodils
Bloom bright upon
The wide-eyed hills.

All things renew.
All things begin.
At church, they bring
The lilies in.

- John Updike, 1965

With Spring Comes New Beginnings.

Time seems to go by so fast. The seasons change and we grow and either stay the same or we prosper into something greater. It’s hard to get the motivation to do things. Time goes by so quickly and we often get too tired or too lazy to do the things we ought to do. I am trying everyday to prosper. After all… Every day is a new day, right? 

My sister got married yesterday. She was beautiful and the wedding was beautiful. I did the photographs for it and they turned out lovely. I am so happy for her. She has changed so much over the past two years. Even one year. Her husband Chris took her out of a dark place and I can see the light in her eyes once more. For that I am truly grateful. 

With Spring comes new beginnings. 

Life seems to be all around me right now. I can’t help but smile. The positive seems to outweigh the negative. I am extremely happy. The sun is shining and the birds are singing. I can see the first buds blooming on my lilac bushes. The fresh air is pouring into my home. 

This is happiness. 

Where you invest your love, you invest your life. 

Paka and I.

Paka and I.

My beautiful friend, Nancy. 

A day in my bedroom. 

Better days coming.

Hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul,
and sings the tune—without the words,
and never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard:
and sore must be the storm
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chilliest land
and on the strangest sea:
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

- Emily Dickinson

No matter what I do to change myself I will be the same on the inside. All the attempts to make myself feel better wont change a thing. Every day is exactly the same. 

Inhale…
Exhale…

listen to the bubbles.
The smoke filling your lungs.

Head in a daze. 

Sipping on some tea.  

January is a hopeful month. So much planning and preparing for the coming seasons. Spring is just around the corner, and yet so far away. In a way I can’t wait till Spring comes but I have so much to do still. Planning my gardens and picking out which seeds to buy. Where I will plant everything. The days keep going by so fast. Although I can tell they are extending a little bit each day. Which makes me happy. I’ve come to dislike the night. I prefer the daylight to keep me company. The natural light that pours into my house creating beautiful hues of colors. I can’t help but smile sometimes. Even when the world seems so barren, I know that there is life just under the surface.