An early New Year's resolution

Okay, I'm going to bite my own bullet here and embark on a 365 day journey...posting a photograph a day. My world. As I see it; feel it; breath it. This is more than honing my photographic skills. This is going under my skin - deep within to see what the first 2 quarters of my life produced. Where am I headed in my 3rd quarter? Is it my last? Does that matter now? In any event, it's time. I've been threatening to do a yearlong photo project for a few years now. Well, now is here.

So stay tuned. Beginning January 1, 2012 - I'm pinching my nose and diving in - to my creative Self.....

Cheers. Merriest of Christmases. Healthiest of Holidays. I hope these next 20 days left of 2011 find you enveloped in Life's warm embrace surrounded by those you love who love you back...

~d
Sorry.....no photo with this post. You'll have to wait until January 1, 2012 ......

Comments

terabug said…
love it...Your words are quite inspiring. By using words we turn spirit into matter.
December 12, 2011
Cynthia King said…
I support this adventure in its entirety. This is a great start.
Cindy
December 12, 2011
Rosa said…
Diana cara mia! This is brilliant!! Baci! Rosa
December 13, 2011
Diana said…
Thank you my loves......I so appreciate your encouragement and enthusiasm!
January 03, 2012
Desert May Flower said…
Congratulations! I'm so excited to read your daily entries and learn more about you and this paradise we call our home. Happy New Year, and keep writing and shooting!
January 06, 2012
Diana said…
Thank you Desert May....this has been an inspirational adventure so far, learning 'to see' in a new way and turn that into something to share out. Talk about living in the present moment ... Welcome to the journey!
January 07, 2012
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