Stories from the journey home
It was an exhibition I took my son to in 2016. He would have been about 10 years old. The artist was Tatsuo Miyajima. The tiny flashing numbers are supposed
These images are not mine. They were taken by my husband and son. I was working from home. My husband had the day off. Our son was playing computer games.
For Becky’s Bright Squares
My bright loves. Thankful I get to spend time with them. This memory was from last year. My husband was working on the weekend. And my son and I was
It’s an old memory from Sydney. For Becky’s Bright Square
It’s a picture of my jumper. Filtered to enrich an already bright palette. After a couple of days of glorious sunshine, it snowed this morning for a bit. It was
He is Risen! He is risen indeed! Hallelujah! Wishing you all a wonderful Easter ❤️ BrightSquare
For Debbie’s one word Sunday
For Six Word Saturday and April Squares
“But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.” Isaiah
Via the old Daily Post Photo Challenge #150: Window
For Debbie’s One Word Sunday
