Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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July 17, 2012

ON EAST POND


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... east pond, where with the help of my good friend, chuck, i worked so very hard at learning how to let go ... many a late night, motor on idle and the stars twirling around o'head, we both practiced discerning from living's cluttering details that which is truly important in our lives ... on a porch post he and ann graciously allow me a nail upon which to hang my bathing suit ... to me, as much as anything, it is a tiny spot of home ...



... of course, after snapping this picture and examining the results, i'm forced to ask myself, "exactly when did it happen that my head became covered with my grampy's pépé hair" ...