“In the last century if you happened to be traveling behind a pick up truck in the Northeast Kingdom, there was most likely a rifle in a rack across the back window. It was said that the driver owned the truck and everything in it- his dog, gun, and wife.”
One of my favorite authors is Cheryl Strayed and in her book Tiny Beautiful Things she wrote something along the lines of: “Don’t surrender joy for an idea you used to have that isn’t true anymore.” Which, to me, means that we must take stock of the things in our lives that bring us joy on a regular basis. I have a journal titled “soul appointments” where I try to ensure I’m writing about the joy I find even in the smallest of things. Earlier this week it was the surprise poppies that found their way through the earth. Today it is simply the clouds.
The tragic death of the artist, 2019. A self portrait.
While visiting my dad during his stay out in the country I decided to take the opportunity to make some start photography. When I wasn't seeing what I had envisioned due to the weather conditions I came up with something a little different.
✨☁️🌕 The moon is a powerful reminder that we can be beautiful no matter how much of ourselves we choose to bare. That we can be cherished even when we change - when we regress and when we grow. That each of our phases are worthy, but we are at our most remarkable (unforgettable) when we are full and wholly ourselves. - Becca Lee 🌕☁️✨