tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12872938202608043842011-12-04T13:36:33.774-08:00an expression of myself for now.Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13605835641627508987noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287293820260804384.post-5844598224614114372007-03-07T19:47:00.000-08:002007-03-07T19:49:45.958-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/Re-HeOeN60I/AAAAAAAAAVw/q5-U18wZOuE/s1600-h/000_0602.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/Re-HeOeN60I/AAAAAAAAAVw/q5-U18wZOuE/s200/000_0602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039395461401537346" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287293820260804384-584459822461411437?l=bwhitakerart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13605835641627508987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287293820260804384.post-8411196533776671082007-02-06T06:47:00.000-08:002007-02-06T06:49:24.808-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RciVbfomNCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/5P2IxGhi_4s/s1600-h/create3.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RciVbfomNCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/5P2IxGhi_4s/s400/create3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028433283539940386" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287293820260804384-841119653377667108?l=bwhitakerart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13605835641627508987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287293820260804384.post-60197510491423234342007-01-25T08:05:00.000-08:002007-01-25T08:19:00.602-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjWmPomNAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/cuOmaRzizJs/s1600-h/100_6567.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjWmPomNAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/cuOmaRzizJs/s400/100_6567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024001336851969026" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjVcvomM_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/T3Ww-JVmLkw/s1600-h/100_6566.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjVcvomM_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/T3Ww-JVmLkw/s400/100_6566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024000074131583986" /></a><br /><br />the rain made its grand exit<br />flourished by the pinkened sky--<br />it left dewdrops remnants behind.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287293820260804384-6019751049142323434?l=bwhitakerart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13605835641627508987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287293820260804384.post-46911099367934297502007-01-25T08:01:00.000-08:002007-01-25T08:02:32.657-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjUg_omM-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/AE9Yzzv-UYw/s1600-h/Come+if+you+will..jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjUg_omM-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/AE9Yzzv-UYw/s400/Come+if+you+will..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023999047634400226" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287293820260804384-4691109936793429750?l=bwhitakerart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13605835641627508987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287293820260804384.post-9415635513957071382007-01-25T07:35:00.000-08:002007-01-25T07:56:18.665-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjS-vomM8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/D5bTKu4pFSk/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjS-vomM8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/D5bTKu4pFSk/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023997359712252866" /></a><br /><br />a white picket fence--stark white in the lens of my camera.<br />it caught my eye. <br />I knew not what it was guarding <br />and let it remain as it was<br />trickling in and out of the trees.<br />in contrast the trees tangled the focus <br />from blurry to sharp <br />a maze of greenery<br />and the nest-like stillness left me<br />feeling quite wistful<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287293820260804384-941563551395707138?l=bwhitakerart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13605835641627508987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287293820260804384.post-15859064228936285112007-01-23T11:06:00.000-08:002007-01-25T07:59:59.761-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjT-fomM9I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Nr2puoHwGuA/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkMyUTZpqhI/RbjT-fomM9I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Nr2puoHwGuA/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023998454928913362" /></a><br /><br /><br />The light had almost escaped the afternoon.<br />Sharp in their likeness, they held fast to their post.<br />The sunset’s few final breaths were distant and brief.<br />I found the moment startlingly beautiful.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287293820260804384-1585906422893628511?l=bwhitakerart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13605835641627508987noreply@blogger.com0