We are all having a hard time summing up what our community and readers mean to us. One last, beautiful swim through the flickr pools. We found some gems and want to let ALL of you know how muc...
I love it when my Instagram stream acquires a colour scheme. It’s not something I do on purpose; rather, it happens naturally as the seasons change. In the spirit of October, my recent images s...
Can you feel it? That tiny bit of crisp in the morning air? Can you sense the slight weakening of the harsh summer light? As much as I don’t feel ready to admit it, I’m starting to recognize ...
Life has been…quite a bit to process of late. I’m coming through the other side, but I’m finding myself in search of quiet spaces. Both literal and figurative. So in looking through the ama...
Top Left: the leaf that looked like a tree, Top Right: double exposure of two paintings Bottom Left: churning, Bottom Right: Untitled Do you ever awake from a dream that, in the moment, seemed...
http://gdmig-mortalmuses.com/2014/08/02/the-language-of-dreams/
“How it is that animals understand things I do not know, but it is certain that they do understand. Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everything in the world understand...
http://gdmig-mortalmuses.com/2014/08/01/film-friday-mosaic-2/
When all three worlds collide Such beauty will burst Your eyes won’t be able to keep up What you feel, you must When all that is sacred and pure Touches your soul and your heart There it will l...
http://gdmig-mortalmuses.com/2014/07/26/mobile-monday-three-worlds/
Morning, friends. I’m over in the MM Film Flickr pool looking for summer adventure. Check out what I found: an open field, critter discovery, open water, morning coffee, a place to write, bike ...
Waking up in your presence With my eyes half shut Little white flakes float in the air Unaware time is going by The smell of earth calls from outside Summer is here, lets not hide But this bed is...
Summer. It feels like it might have finally arrived. With her long rays reaching into your beautiful gardens, shining down on colorful flowers, coffee cups and blurry fairies soaking up her light...