Have you ever noticed how so much seems to reach out?
How some things are so beautifully blurred,
not yet in focus, not yet in reach?
And other things are so clear?
We see it all, and still we reach.
Small bottles stand tall...
And what would summer be without a trip to my favorite antique warehouse?
Or time to play in my journal, and play with my photographs...
As we go from outside to in.