All In the Eyes of the Beholder

There are many pictures that have caught my eye and I'd stop and stare awhile. I find myself searching, every moment that allows me time to just sit and explore pictures that capture my mind and heart. There have been many. Some of the pictures, I've taken, when I have been fortunate enough to be in the right place at the right time. I also find enjoyment in what others have blessed us with, in their sharing of captured beauty. Its been time filling and most enjoyable to search for pictures that say more than a thousand words. However, there are few pictures that even when you close your eyes, the stillness of what one's sight seeped inside, remains forever.

I suppose what makes us all unique is how we view things. I know, what I may find such beauty in, another may walk on by or stop long enough to gaze and appear confused in what could ever had been loved enough worth displaying.

All in the eyes of the beholder? Though The Beauty Of Life is a personal site of grief, loss, healing, growth and love between family and friends. It went beyond what it had orginally started as; a place to grieve. It grew into the life and world of a family. It's history, its current days as well as its future. Now, I extend The Beauty Of Life; not end it. Here, is only an extension of life's beauty whether it be discovered by myself or by a stranger and I, as the creator of such, will be sure it has been seen. For what is beauty if not experienced and gone unnoticed, unseen, and unappreciated?

I find such meaning expressed poetically in not only pictures, but in lyrics and music; stories and rhyme, even riddles. Here, perhaps how best this site can be discribed is to expose that beauty of life in a sense of stillness. Is it possibly for our very, deepest thoughts be captured and exploded in a picture? Whereas the moment you look into it, your thoughts begin to scramble and overflow, spilling out all that it brings you to know and feel in that very moment? As with The Beauty Of Life, this is the continuing journal of family, beauty and love shared. This is what allows me to create. Wearing what lies inside, in full view now, on the outside.