I stumbled upon this outstanding tree;
Tall and regal; branches stretched upwardly to the sky.
Partially diseased, yet so beautiful in is simplicity.
Holes bored into its trunk, with purpose and ambition.
Crevices dancing in contrasts of darkness and light.
Segments of bark gently flaking, silently falling to their death below;
Magnificent colours and textures splendidly revealed in the spring thaw.
Photo Challenge Number 8
Sometimes we see the signs…
Sometimes we ignore the signs…
Ultimately, we need to ‘watch’ for the signs…
Sometimes we speak the words…
Sometimes we write the words…
Ultimately, we need to ‘hear’ the words…
Well, the time has come. I finally got around to starting my blog. Something I have been thinking of doing for what seems like ummm… forever. I was inspired by my uber fab cousin (www.boomdeeadda.wordpress.com), motivated by all the fabulous back to school sale items that I wanted to share (umm…. yeah…. mostly shoes for me)…. and provoked by my inner angst over the things that have been driving me crazy lately in Smackiland. (Just you wait…. I’ve got some whopper tales to tell)!
Smackiland you say? Is that where you smack around people that annoy you? ummm… TECHNICALLY, that is not why I’ve named my blog that. It actually stems from the fact that I have inherited the nickname “Smacki” (from my first name, Sherri and married surname of Macki); and sometimes live in my own little magical land, where it’s okay to save some cash and buy the no-name grocery items, just so I can spend the extra money on that cute pair of shoes…. or that great fabric that will one day be the ultimate couture fabric for my future dining room curtains. Of course my volleyball teammates may say it’s because I grunt and groan when I smack down a volleyball spike (although that could just be the grunt from the amount of effort that it takes for me to jump that high)… or my ‘smack’ talk when I go on a rant.
In any case, I’ve never been at a loss for words, and thought this would be the best venue to express my inner thoughts, share my great style finds and bitter rants.
In honour of my grade 6 elementary teacher, Mrs. Black, who once told me that I can do anything if I put my mind to it, and to quote my favourite author:
“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go…”
― Dr. Suess, “Oh, the Places You’ll Go!”
And thus begins a new journey…..