This week’s events has left my brain reeling, and while I recover my balance, it’s good to remember that weekends are a great way to take a break from the insanity of the past week. I might write more about that in a future post, but those of you who know me would know what disconcerted me so.
So, on to something more digestible: I like this photo of Roarie because it’s surreal and dreamy.
I just got home after a Photovoice workshop, our first project in a long while, and I’m happy to report that despite the obstacles that were thrown at us, the session went incredibly smoothly. The volunteers and participants were enthusiastic, which always helps. I got to go around photographing, camera in hand, and that cures many ailments. That needs to happen more often.
Note to self: remember to breathe slowly, in and out, one breath, one step, one day at a time, and I think we’ll all be fine. At least, that’s how I’m dealing with things.