With the holiday events I managed to let December get completely away from me. Oh, I took the daily photos and I finished the year: 365 days of photos. As simple as taking a daily photo sounds, there were times when I almost forgot or felt so completely uninspired I had to literally force myself to take something But most days it was a pleasure to pay attention, look around and find some small thing of beauty or interest. Here they are, the final photos for the year:
Portland, my niece Ryan’s dog, on a Thanksgiving visit.
Thanksgiving with my sister and her children, my group, and my cousin and his wife and son. It was a lot to be thankful for and we were.
Taking Christmas card photos…with a bit of distraction with the foliage.
After the crowds left…
We are very fortunate to be on the migratory path of these monarchs.
More Christmas card subjects–not the image they used, but full of little personalities!
Annual tradition, still intact.
The Santa Cruz Harbor Annual Lighted Boat Parade, a favorite of many, including me.
My dear friends, mother and daughter.
I love the old ornaments, pulling them out, one by one and remembering.
It is incredibly dry here. The leaves have simply shriveled up on the tree making a beauty of its own.
On the second anniversary of my father’s passing, I pause to take this photo of two of my most important influences.
Dawn at the ocean on a cold December morning.
Another full moon calling me.
My mother painted this tree long ago. It was out of character for her and I am so grateful to have it in my home now that she no longer has room for it. I see it in the window and I think of her.
The warm glow of Christmas.
Time for reflection…
An old friend, mother of nine, told me tearily that what she most wished for was a photograph of all of her children together. Merry Christmas, Laurie.
Christmas Day in front of the tree.
We haven’t had much needed rain, but I confess I have been reveling in our unseasonably sunny weather.
Gabby making jello jigglers. I watched her for a day…park, errands, jello and reading.
Went to see the clusters of monarchs. So amazing.
A walk around an old neighborhood.
And my last day, December 31st. Ending this particular journey on my swing. Contemplating the next steps.