Author: pixellogia

Happy Bir… Hey what kind of candle is that? 62, 63,64… Did you use the whole box? I’m not 64 and it’s definitely not my birthday.

I don’t know how I came up with this idea, but there it is, a crayon burning.

I think I just wanted to see how this would look. Now I know, and so do you.

Fire is an interesting thing. It can warm you up or even save your life in the right circumstances, or it can destroy. Today was a bit of a mixed bag for me so it seemed appropriate that I used a picture with some fire destroying a leaf (or is it just keeping it warm)?

I think that today could have just been one of those days if I had let my mind go there. I had a gasket blow in my hot water valve in the shower yesterday and I hadn’t had time to fix it before using it this morning. I know there are people who love cold showers; I am not one of them. And yet, that is how I began my day. Some days we let our negative thoughts get in our heads and they pursue us all day. Today was feeling like that. But I also had some good things. My car had an episode that I thought might leave me stranded but miraculously it recovered and I made it through the whole cycling class without having to stop or lower my intensity. To top it all off, I was able to fix the shower, so tomorrow morning will not be like a gatorade bath at the end of a football game.

I’m going to count today as a win. It wasn’t a rout, but I feel like I came out ahead.

Orange is the color of kidney cancer. That’s the one that got my brother.

I wasn’t thinking about that when I took the picture, but it came to mind as I sit here thinking about what to say today. In a couple of weeks it is going to be three years since he died. It feels like forever and I still miss him so much. He’s really the reason that I am doing this. Because hopefully a cure will be found for cancer and we won’t lose brothers and friends to it anymore.

If you watch the news or get on the internet or hang out with terrible people you have probably seen a lot of people being reduced to a label. The labels are often hyperbolic and generally awful. I was thinking about that as I was looking for an idea for today’s picture.

I considered gluing them together and arranging them like people walking around in a crowd. instead I just laid them out in a grid pattern. Some of them are probably easy to spot, others might be a little more difficult to pick out.

But is this a collection of people being judged on one trait, or is it just the description of one person in all their messiness and complexity?

Today being Valentine’s day and all, I went with a pair of socks. I took several other pictures with different sayings but went with this one for the post. Turns out there are quite a few puns you can make about socks and relationships.

I didn’t want to do something linear like the last few days so I went with a spiral shape. And, well, it just kind of took care of itself. I can hear you groaning.

I’m not going to lie, if you’re not a touchy-feely person then the people that hug can be more like demons than angels. There are people who enter into our lives and give us the support we need when we are at our most desperate.

It’s a wonderful thing that people like this exist. Sometimes it might even be us that get to play angel for someone around us.

Some days just suck. I mean, face it, Mondays come once a week. I wish I could say I always look on the bright side, but every silver lining has a cloud. Even a curmudgeon like me has those moments when things look down and we see a glimmer of hope shining from somewhere.

When things get down, we have those friends we rely on, the family we take for granted and our deepest hopes that we often don’t see when all is bright and shiny. We have those stars in our lives that were always there but we didn’t notice at the time.

Hope is a powerful thing. It lies at the root of a lot that we do and it is tragic and devastating when we lose it. Today’s post is just a little reminder that there is always room for hope and it is something we should cling to if things start to look dark.

If you don’t cover your feet while sleeping this guy will chomp on your feet leaving you with multicolored toes. Yeah, today has gotten weird.