The ice on my front porch did make a nice backdrop for the bracelet that broke... slid off my wrist as I was flinging my keys in the direction of the front door. boo. One of my favorites, though I must admit, I do love this photograph. Having found most all the parts, one day I may repair it so that I can enjoy wearing it again.
I suppose that making a cool photo from a broken bracelet is one way of finding treasure where I stumble (no, I didn't fall:). Blessings can be difficult to spot amid the travels of daily life, though being the parent of two adolescents makes it highly necessary.
I am lucky that I won't have to wait until they're fully grown to see evidence of my mistakes... the times I wanted to save them from heartache, disappointment, frustrations, unknowingly robbing them of the lessons that, once learned, can last a lifetime. They are a lot harder to teach once the eye-rolling and exaggerated gasps are firmly in place. For me anyway. My bad.
I might as well admit that I love that corny saying that yesterday is forever gone, tomorrow never comes and today is called the present because it's a gift opened one day at a time. That's usually all I can manage anyway! Can you tell this morning wasn't stellar? I am heading up to the Altered Attic to vent a little more, this time on canvas. I hope your day is filled with meaning, wonder and the harbingers of spring.