The Goldfish Pond
Ttv (through the viewfinder) casio exilm through Duaflex II
You'll have to excuse me folks, I am in a huge funk.
This is despite the fact that some good things are happening. The publishing of today's BlissChick interview (the Rowena of that interview has much more wisdom than the Rowena of this post, so go see what she has to say instead of me). The recent publishing of my Pecannoot interview (seriously, funk here, go there). Even hitting my 500th post and having a subsequent giveaway. These are good things.
And yet, life is conspiring in a way to make it really hard to be positive.
I am trying, though. I am trying.
As evidence, my photo above.
See the beautiful feast of flowers that are blooming in the muck of our little goldfish pond? Despite the showers of dirt and pebbles and who knows what that my littles have been dumping in there for a year, they are lush and gorgeous.
Is there a metaphor here? Out of the muck of the swamp(ish) the beauty is born.
Waiting for those blossoms, here.