a day of demons and wayfarers / August 25, 2011 by admin

During my years of growing older many things have changed. Some things however never go out of style. Happy Birthday Gene Simmons.

found balance / August 22, 2011 by admin

This is far from the best image I've ever taken. But following the hurry up… grab my camera... and shoot through the screen door moment at home on Saturday, the view and the moment offered me a genuine peace.

minus the hours of a day's travel / August 10, 2011 by admin

Traveling the same rural stretch of two-lane byway for miles and miles numerous times each week, I frequently miss the beauty. My cameras help me remember what I saw with open eyes.

one of those sorta days / August 5, 2011 by admin

Swaying side to side, I tapped my foot to the rhythmic timing of the song I'd never heard. Inspiring, centered, and lost seemed most fitting. The moment grounded me while lyrics from the song reflected throughout the balance of my day.

fortunes of good graces / August 3, 2011 by admin

I had a visit from UPS yesterday. It was a fabulous day. In addition to the driver and I having a really great conversation about living healthy, family, and attempting to outlive the short lifespan of our "passed away far too young" fathers, he also delivered my new Olympus E-5. My two crazy, life loving pups ran around the yard showing off as the two of us stood in the gravel lane and talked for several minutes. After about five minutes and with more deliveries on his route to make, we brought our talk to a close. I thanked him, shook his hand, and returned the favor by sending him away with a package... a bag of freshly picked tomatoes from my garden.

An hour or so later, I received a phone call from a longtime friend who I hadn't spoken with since her husband's memorial service last year. I'd been thinking about her quite a lot lately and it sounded like she's been moving forward with things pretty well since we last spoke. During our conversation, she asked if I could visit sometime to assist her with some computer issues she's been having. Without even looking at my calendar, I asked if today would work for her. I'll be stopping by to see her on my drive home from the office this afternoon. I may even pack a bag of tomatoes for my visit.

I scouted and reviewed the reports on my new camera for nearly a year before finally making the purchase. It really is a beauty and a phenomenal piece of equipment, but with all of my anticipation of it's arrival, it just wasn't the highlight of my Wednesday. It delights me at how the little things like a brown bag filled with garden picked tomatoes or a jar of homemade pickles can soothe the soul. Combined with a few minutes of genuine, honest conversation and you have something far more valuable than any cardboard box could ever hold. Sincerity is simply golden.

it's all for sale / August 3, 2011 by admin

During a recent field trip to a mega home furnishings outlet, I discovered amongst the rows and rows and rows of couches and chairs in every color and fabric option know to man that ornamental adornments, like most furniture, requires an acquired taste. Regardless of your flair, everything's for sale. We didn't carry one home with us, but for a few bucks, you can even mount a realistic plastic sculptured buck as the focal centerpiece trophy to your home decor.

farther along than i once was / August 2, 2011 by admin

My closet and dresser are filled with years of gathered fabrics that I rarely ever wear. I just don't have the time or the place to, but each are on my list of things to one day accomplish. After not wearing one for several years, I purchased a new wristwatch last week. I use to always wear one and not really sure why I quit. I like knowing what time it is at any moment of the day. It's another tool to keep me on pace with my regimented routine.

Ah... routines. My father certainly had his. As a teen I promised myself I'd never fall to such day-to-day mundaneness. Seems as though time and age have both changed that for me. I'm always battling myself to find the time to accomplish even a few items each day that I've penciled in on my ever growing "must do" lists. Maybe what's really happening is that I'm really living someone else's life and theirs is just getting in the way of my living mine. Or even worse, maybe someone else really has mine. If so, I just hope their living it exactly the way that I planned it.

As for today, I can scratch, "post daily blog" from today's list. Enjoy yours.

exit ramps and larger voices calling / August 1, 2011 by admin

I sang along with Crosby, Stills, and Nash on Southern Cross this morning while driving by the overpass. I've probably heard this song a million times. It's one of those tunes that I always find myself singing along with. But for some reason, this morning was different. For the first time during those million and one listens, I actually heard the words and felt the emotion of the lyrics that I'd harmonized with for so many years.

....and music is her name.

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