getting by…

July 30, 2014 at 3:00 pm 17 comments

trudging through the muck and mire each day





to make it through another day




the next


the next…


the next…

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on the edge of man-made and nature

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Wordless Wednesday: purple bursts of pretty a list of what… was

17 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Yoshiko  |  July 30, 2014 at 3:38 pm

    It is really endless


    • 2. words4jp  |  July 30, 2014 at 4:03 pm


      • 3. Yoshiko  |  July 30, 2014 at 5:05 pm


  • 4. MichelleMarie  |  July 30, 2014 at 3:38 pm

    Oooo pretty flower! I love the message there is always something pretty at the end of the day of trudging! Nice surprise!😄

    • 5. words4jp  |  July 30, 2014 at 4:04 pm

      i fell in love with these little flowers – so sweet at the end of a parking spot – Pee’s butt butt was just a few inches away:)

  • 6. hitandrun1964  |  July 30, 2014 at 4:14 pm

    Pretty much. Turn it around and think of it as a joy to have muck to play around with and maybe that will help. Sing, dance, paint on the walls but be bigger than it is. Stronger, Fight back and never let it see you bleed. Not ever. Life is what we make it. We can think into anything we want it to be. We can define it, decide what it is and what it means. Ya just have to be willing to do what it takes to beat what it tries to do to you. Say thank you, then just smile and kick it’s ass.

    • 7. words4jp  |  July 30, 2014 at 11:06 pm

      I so need you and Michelle and Belinda and Melanie and Morgan and Skye to keep me along the illuminated path:). Thank you. You truly are a blingy gem!!

  • 8. Neeraj (nekneeraj)  |  July 30, 2014 at 5:39 pm

    Aww.. Seems like challenges made these little flowers a lot more cute. 🙂

    • 9. words4jp  |  July 30, 2014 at 11:04 pm

      You are soooo very right about that!

  • 10. Christy Birmingham  |  July 30, 2014 at 6:56 pm

    Some days feel that way…!

    • 11. words4jp  |  July 30, 2014 at 10:57 pm

      I know. They do don’t they? I do not mind getting a bit dirty but sometimes it gets old:)

  • 12. reocochran  |  July 31, 2014 at 12:16 am

    The muck and the mire make it all worth it, when you find a flower or a ‘bright spot!’ Smiles, Robin

    • 13. words4jp  |  July 31, 2014 at 1:04 am

      You are right – isn’t mud supposed to be good for one’s complexion???

  • 14. Dom DiFrancesco  |  July 31, 2014 at 4:02 pm

    Sounds like taking life one step at a time. Isn’t this really the only way? 🙂

    • 15. words4jp  |  July 31, 2014 at 7:23 pm

      so very true:)

  • 16. Zara  |  August 2, 2014 at 8:07 pm

    Notice how flowers can even go through cracks….just as your pain too has a gift hidden deep within 🙂 Stay strong my friend.

    • 17. words4jp  |  August 3, 2014 at 7:30 pm

      You are so right. I love the resiliency of flowers:)


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