I had a DREAM in B&W (No ORANGE!)

I have been reminded. Not so long ago, I had a dream in which I put some black and white photographs on a page for Anne- Marie. I spoke about it, in jest, to the only Anne-Marie I knew at the time. In jest because I rarely put photos on a page (at that time), because the AM I know and love dearly has no reason to receive black and white photos from me, and most of all because I live very much in colour. Life is not black and white for me, nor even shades of grey, but an endless rainbow. A big splash of ORANGE! I rarely even wear black!

These are the photos I offer in Black & White for Anne Marie at Na Da Farm's Sunday. They are of objects that calm me when the sea is rough. I have no idea if the lovely new Anne-Marie (at Na-Da Farm) to whom I am linking, will notice I have done this. But it is ... time...

From JJ, after the Great Fire

Khalil Gibran whom I first read at high school when I was 16, who annoyed the priest at my wedding and in whose words I still find solace.

The violin? Unfinished work - but not for long.

 Another angel on my table (merci CC)

A word I LOVE

Du Vide Naît l'Enérgie, from my teacher Anne Sacramento

May your Sunday bring peace - and inspire...

Love