My shutter has taken a pause...

©brokenimagery

My feet landed softly onto the grounds of Logan International Airport here in Boston two nights ago. My bodies fuel tank low, the humid and heat of the South took most if not all energy I had available. 

I can't forget to (re)mention the love that clothed me while I spent two weeks in Atlanta. She (Atlanta) is a jewel in my treasure box...something shiny, unique and precious. A genuine love hangover is intoxicating, overwhelming, and just down right beautiful. In this glorious happening, I have been slightly (or really) pensive over the direction that my life is headed in...where my art is growing into...and how we can do that together.

Boston is beautiful, it feels like home. My heart skipped a beat when I was riding back to my cousins house the night I landed...the city skyline illuminated, whispering sweet nothings into my exhausted ears...and a warm embrace of welcome home to my heart.

There are so many stories of growth, funny moments, and a good read that I have just finished that I want to share. Time...time will allow me this. But for now, I must retreat to rest, for my life is a completely different world when it has that- ya know, sleep?

I can't wait to post more images, and empty out my heart for those that follow and read my words. I have a lot of gardening to do within myself, my soul, heart, and mind. My ultimate goal- photograph it any way I can...

Goodnight...