Circling The Mind

This piece is in my hands again after a long break.

An important break.

In the beginning it was simply a big circle of a rock

resting at sunrise or sunset

but

if life is a circle

perhaps it is more.

Perhaps it is a life

split into the person we are in public

and the one we keep for when we are home alone in familiar surroundings.

There again if a story is a circle

Perhaps it is a life circle

filling up with a thousand small stories....

....Small stories that make up all our lives.

Stories that rest on the foundation of our life experiences.

I have been told several times in my life

that my fascination with rocks

is from a need for a solid foundation

which I picture could be both physical and mental and emotional.

And then a circle, or a rock, or a life, or a stitching

always has a hidden side

a side that to me is less perfect

more spontaneous

and therefore more beautiful.

Talking of life circles

I do hope we have filled the Rusty Pup lives with rich stories.

Rusty Pup Shandy still jumps into the car

but Rusty Pup Kayla waits patiently for a helping hand.

Just after taking this photo I stumbled

trying to lift her into the car and we both nearly ended up

head over tail in the dust.

Made me realize how trusting she is.

I hope your life is full of many stories.