My desk is a mess, the living room looks like a storage unit and the kitchen is begging me to take the recyclables outside already, and yet? I feel good.
Normally, when there is chaos in my midst, I am all kinds of agitated and stymied, but not today. In fact, this morning we went straight to the car, flipped up the back hatch, dogs leapt in, I closed it tight– grabbed my camera and off we went.
Michelle and I have been talking about wordlessness*. And so this morning, I decided to drop into that space and hells bells, loretty, guess what was waiting for me in that space?
No, c’mon– you gotta guess.
Remember this dream-like day?
Yep– totally different body of water and boom! A swan . .
I’m thinking I’m gonna have to call up my friend Pixie and ask her what this animal spirit is trying to tell me because they say if you keep seeing an animal (especially something unusual or unexpected) there’s information for you.
Isn’t she so lovely? Look at that graceful neck.
HENRY: You want neck? I got neck.
HENRY: What happened to me being the starlight of your day, huh? First I have to share space with she-who-barks-too-much, now I’m supposed to mix it up with a big white bird? What is this, Sesame Street?
DAISY: Yo Henry, you got neck? Really? Can you do that?
HENRY: oh man– that is so unfair.
DAISY: Face it, bro– swans are out of your league.
Have I told you lately about my deep and abiding love for my two dogs?
Feeling like maybe I forgot so let me just say, I love them lots and lots and lots.
bisous, e
*from Martha Beck’s new book
Don't worry Henry, swans are evil f**kers. You on the other hand are sweetness incarnate – or so i like to believe.
loving the humor and your dogs.
and your reference to wordlessness…omg…i was going to email you because i just started reading martha's book which you recommended to me recently, and it is *speaking* to me. so wonderful to click on your blog this afternoon and find you sinking into wordlessness.
xo
Ordered the book today 🙂
LOVE you, love your dogs, love your pictures…love coming here to soak up yumminess. Thanks for being there today 😉
xoxoxo
Well, lovely Elizabeth, swans are the Celtic symbol of grace. A good sign, I think.
Blessings,
Georganne
I love this…that swan is so beautiful. PLUS…a dogalogue! I love those!
Sending you love and hugs…xoxo
Deep and abiding love pretty much describes how I feel about this post, your photos, your dogs, spring and YOU.
Oh my gosh, I love your dogs.
And oh my gosh, I adore your photography.
Your blog always brings me to my happy place. It's full of peace and laughter. Thank you. xo
love waking up to your images and your words – you make me smile and loving the deep blue sky there and knowing it's shining here too…off on my own adventure with my kiddos…xoxoxo
so much goodness here. swan totem is some powerful stuff. the ability to see the beauty around you which you capture on your camera and share here. also longevity strength and grace. all good stuff my friend
smooches to you and the pooches
xo
karen
deldino
OMG hilarious! The lines of dialogue from the dogs get me every time….genius.
Ka
I wonder what it means if you keep seeing dead armadillos? An end to leprosy? Sorry, I have a weird sense of humor.