Homestead windows were long-ago graced with crisp, hand-sewn curtains…Framed ambitious dreams of newly weds as they gazed eyes upon golden-grained hills.Young backs and strong hands sawed boards, lifted beams, crafted outbuildings and barn…Housed livestock purchased to support life’s longing for itself in the form of a family.Tenacious toil, determined persistence produced humble subsistence.Homestead windows now drafty are cracked and pitted by wind-blown grit…Frame decades-long memories of the grateful widow as she gazes upon sage-brushed hills.Hunch-backed and aged gnarled hands, clasp in prayer- her thoughts give thanks…Echos of livestock and children. Gifts reaped from dreams made behind crisp, hand-sewn curtains.
* My life has been topsy-turvy for a while. I’m saddened that meant taking leave of my blog and pausing relationships with valued post-pals. The tensions that pulled me away are easing. I have hope that I will be able to re-establish comments and conversations in this special place where we learn from each other and wholesomely share points of view. I plan to randomly work back through the Weekly Photo Challenges as inspiration for posts… and try to also work forward with current challenges.
Week of June 21, 2017 | Photo Challenge | “Transient”