Candle light...

I saw this candle holder at a shop and knew I had to buy it...

Those intricate patterns are pretty neat...
Enchanting, right...

The smiling bug...

I found this yellow dot running around in my room, and picked it up. It was a yellow and black stripped bug and it looked like it was smiling... really. Click on the picture to enlarge it, then you can see an insect smiling...

Memories of December...

So while going through some old pictures, I came across this beautiful one... the soft lights of the Christmas tree seen through an embroidered curtain. I remember I had just finished preparing something for Antonio to eat and as I was walking back to my bedroom, the glowing lights stopped me in my tracks and for some reason the whole beauty of it made me inexplicably happy... the whole season of Christmas has this effect on me. Anyway, I wanted to capture the moment, and this is the result.

Pensive by the Firelight...

Fire is fascinating, watching the flames leap and devour the twigs you feed them is somehow relaxing. Here is a picture of a lady in a pensive mood, cooking something and staring into the orange glow.

To poke a wood fire is more solid enjoyment than almost anything else in the world.

Charles Dudley Warner

Lakes near home...

I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,

I hear it the deep heart's core.

William Butler Yeats

Chapel on the rocks...

This chapel looks nice nestled up there like a beacon of faith, I should visit it when I go home next.So then, anyone who hears these words of mine and obeys them is like a wise man who built his house on rock. Mathew 7:24

Smells like sunshine...

It's been raining continuously here and as much as I like the rains, I don't like the way my clothes smell when I dry them indoors. So when the sun showed up the other day in all its splendor, I quickly washed my clothes and dried them outside... and they went back to smelling so clean and warm like sunshine.

A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.

Steve Martin