#myquarantine

[allmygrandmothersthings]

Watch me grow

“Watch me grow,”  she says aloud as she reads.

Watch me grow, may be the message that she needs. 

Though its meaning implies various things.  It feels combative, if not challenging.  

“Watch me grow,”  might also inspire or encourage. But, “Watch me grow,” seeks validation from voyeurism. 

So “watch me grow,”  she promises alone, to no one else. Watch me grow, further into myself. 

[quietlifeofroy]

And behind all your favourite songs are untold stories, a memory or a person you think about. And since then you either can‘t listen to this song anymore or you play it even louder 🎧 @quietlifeofroy

[lediciassetteequattrominuti]

21 MARZO

E’ Primavera.

Lei è sempre la stessa cascasse il mondo.

Lei non si ferma, lei non sa.

[maref-pics]

E mentre #iorestoacasa qualche ciambella per colazione, eh si i dolci si mangiano solo al mattino poi bon, si può fare. Quelle di @fattoincasadabenedetta a mio parere sono le migliori fra tutte quelle che ho fatto sino ad ora e rimangono morbide per diversi giorni. . #lamiaquarantena #myquarantine . . . #mycooking #homemadecooking #foodgram #foodphotographer #cibosano #foodphotography #foodlover #cookingram #mangiarebene #cucinasemplice #cucinare #canonphotography #canon5dmarkiii #50mmlens (presso Turin, Italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-NEiZVDsu3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[maref-pics]

Segnali di fumo.....augh . . #mypointofview #myquarantine #lamiaquarantena #iorestoacasa e #fotografo . #nonsismettemaidifotografare . . #coffeetime #coffebreak #tempolento #slowtime #lockdown #homesweethome #passione_fotografica #lovephotography #maref_mf #myphotography #fumo #canonphotography #canon5dmarkiii #50mm #50mmlens #casadolcecasa #blackandwhite #blackandwhitephotography #bwphotography #biancoenerophoto #biancoenero (presso Turin, Italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-w9bIPjJiI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[allmygrandmothersthings]

While pulling weeds in the garden, I discovered countless ladybugs in various stages of their life cycle. Seems the weeds housed the eggs and many of the larval sought the brick during their pupae stage. It has been wonderful observing them and I’m quite happy to put off yard work so their little ecosystem isn’t disrupted.

[allmygrandmothersthings]

One day I was working in the backyard when I came across this plant. The roots were exposed and the soil around it had eroded. It looked like it had been knocked around a few times. With its torn, broken leaves and browned edges, I wasn’t sure if it was worth keeping. 

Ultimately I decided I should respect its life and so I placed it in a new spot underneath a large plant that would protect it from the sun. 

In time I hoped it would heal and that new leaves would grow to replace the old. I nourished it with fresh soil and for months I’ve been watering it. The other day I approached the plant and I found these gorgeous orange flowers had blossomed. It took my breath away. 

The longer I garden the more I understand the abundance of lessons we can take from nature. New leaves may not have grown to replace the broken, but with time, patience, and care, the plant began to thrive.

In life we may find ourselves wishing to erase or conceal our wounds, but I believe there is profound beauty in embracing the truth of what we’ve lived through. There is a certain kind of triumph in valuing all aspects of our story. Recognizing our torn pieces leads to a deeper appreciation when we choose to bear witness to the full journey it took to blossom. 

[allmygrandmothersthings]

The cats discovered a way into the attic and it quickly became their nighttime playground. It was adorable and maddening to hear their little pitter patters above me as I tried to sleep. I caught Desi here mid rooftop evacuation.