For the Love of My Life on Her Birthday. .
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Thinking in Flowers
“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk through my garden forever.”
– Alfred Lloyd Tennyson
It’s true, my love
flowers would spring up and blanket every inch of this beautiful planet with a kaleidoscope of colours and fragrances that tickle the senses and whisper to my soul
Garden of My Soul, Leo Ellen Goodman Photography, Nature’s Secrets
The Greatest Gift
God how I love you darling,
Maybe the greatest gift we have given each other is that of patience with our hearts and patience with Ourselves
You truly hold my Heart,
And if you would do me the great honor,
Come
and Hold my Hand
Let’s make something Special,
Together
for all the Seasons of our Lives.
Winter Wonderland, 2014, Brooklyn, New York ©️Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography
Her Seashell (monochrome)
She sat holding a seashell, a woven basket above her head, her hair flowing in ribbons, one of the tresses tickling that little spot behind her ear. .
Her eyelids gently closed, she sits alone, in quiet contemplation, journeying through the Universe that is inside of her, solitude echoing off the walls around
Each day, she would sit under the ancient oak in the meadow, listening to her seashell . . sometimes she could hear the wind gently roaring off the ocean
Leaves drifted down, and little bits of fruit began to fall into her basket, and as the days passed by, she noticed that both her spirit and the basket were fuller, sometimes to the brim
At sunrise, and on nights when the moon was shining, she would bathe in the light
Such was this blessed feeling, she wanted to share these gifts with the world, making it a little more beautiful, nourishing the spirit, adding a touch of magic to the surroundings
And how deeply she longed to share this life’s journey with her true love, once a girl, now a woman . . she has held her heart all along, keeping it safe and tucked away in her chest pocket, as she walks amongst flowers and fireflies this evening, on the way to the great oak
If you listen closely, you could hear the river steadily flowing forth from her, and a great joy emanating from her heart’s center, hence the peaceful little smile that often graces her lips
Lady with a Seashell, monochrome, Bellagio Gardens, Summer 2017 © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography
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The Curious Wanderer
I wander the Earth, a curious being; enchanted by the skies and the trees and what each season brings.
I’m on my journey through this curious world, and I know that I’ll always treasure and respect my solitude;
And what’s also true is that I hope the day will come where we can enjoy the experiences of each season together, side by side; cause to me, you felt like home. ✨
Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography, an excerpt from the Nature’s Secrets storybook collection ©
Hamlet: Lost & Found
On a nondescript road (x) in the hamlet, the Danish Prince lost his way and came quite undone . . Truth being what it is, he struggled to get better, and after years of healing spirit, mind, and body; he loved her still. 💕
Trendelburg, Germany, Summer 2016 © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography
Warm & Fuzzy
You’ve stirred something inside of me,
A luminescence full of beauty and grace,
Reverberating deeply within my soul;
Infinitely. ✨💗
© Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography “Warm & Fuzzy”
Hold My Heart
Words that have never been spoken truer
Tenderly, you cradle my heart, like a lullaby, and I, with a gentle touch, shall keep yours safe for all of time.
Find My Way Home
I remember the first time I saw your smile . . it was the light that guided me home. ✨💕
© Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography
Ramblings of a Mad Hatter 