Author Archives: Lindy Le Coq

earth + sun (weekly photo challenge ~ change)

These photos were taken on the northwest shore of Orcas Island, Washington, USA.  Camera:  Panasonic Lumix DMC-FZ47  No enhancements, no filters, just cropped and sized.

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green + light (weekly photo challenge: color)

White has no hue; it is the color we see when we look at light which contains all the wavelengths of the visible spectrum, at full brightness and without absorption.  Substances appear white because their surfaces reflect back most of … Continue reading →

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on being

my hands pull out the dead shrub I pour water into a hole in the earth plant a life form birds twitter above clouds swirl the universe opens in a heartbeat stories around night fires over centuries and generations seek … Continue reading →

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The Imagi Nation (Daily Prompt: Fantasy)

What a sad place the world would be without fantasy.  There is a poignant scene in Miracle on 34th Street when Kris Kringle teaches Suzie how to imagine.  It always reminds me how important it is to encourage a child’s … Continue reading →

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Lost in the Details

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Living in the Pacific Northwest provides year-round pleasure in the beauty of moss.  It is a fascinating plant form which, when photographed up close, has an other-worldly appearance.  I hope you enjoy this small study of moss growing on the … Continue reading →

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Peach Pie Reflection

That first summer in Pullman I began to smell like oily sardines to myself.  A physically immature eleven year old, I longed for my body to develop.  This strong off-putting odor marked the beginning of my very slow odyssey into … Continue reading →

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Bruised Apples (an analysis)

It had been decades since the sensation had hit me this hard, although I recognized it immediately.  I had just come out of the kitchen to join my sisters for morning coffee when, centered deep and low inside, the ache … Continue reading →

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Endings and Beginnings

Though it doesn’t show here, I have been actively writing this month.  At the suggestion of the writing circle I added dialogue to my short memoir, Studebaker.  It is a delightful improvement and I have posted it under About Being … Continue reading →

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Touching Branches

I don’t recall what age I was when my mother gave me the silver medallion.    She knew I was curious about it, and that I would take good care of it, which I was/am and have.  The name on it … Continue reading →

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Being Narrative Beings

Often I will awaken after midnight and have a difficult time returning to sleep.  One of the methods I use to lull myself is to turn on the radio, low enough that it doesn’t disturb my husband, but high enough … Continue reading →

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