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 sixth 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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October 30, 2015

AUTUMN'S ENDING

... what a fabulous week ...

... a present for a friend's birthday, i know she'll enjoy sharing ...

... it rained, our first real post-autumn storm ...

... as the sky to the south was darkening i made a little wanderabout downtown ...

... for a moment too brief the sun peeked beneath the towering clouds ...

... clouds that erased the twilight and brought quickly the night ...

... john and i went for a short drive, picture taking our unnecessary excuse for taking an hour to enjoy the unseasonally warm afternoon ...

... i discovered a most sublime geometry ...

... the ten-mile stream was high from the rain ...

... hmmm, i'm thinking john's new camera overexposes hair ...

... a little fungi party, celebrating the end of summer ...

... john surveyed the scene from atop some ancient celtic ruins ...

all returns to the sea,
all returns to the sea,
in time,
all returns to the sea.
A.BRADY