Ah what a week. My apologies for the absence again. Been both a rocky and smooth week. We’re getting to smooth part now I hope. Think I’ll spend some time rediscovering music as I knock out chores the next few days, actually makes doing them fun. So if you drive by a house with a guy playing air guitar on a weed whacker don’t be alarmed, I’m still in my right mind. Hope to get out and about with camera in hand and my better half at my side. Lots to do though for the coming holiday weekend and cookout. Ain’t life great!
I’ll be warming up my grill talents or working to acquire some this weekend in preparation of the feast next week. Each cookout is becoming a special event be it with family or friends. I’m trying to learn different cooking techniques and experimenting with things I haven’t grilled before and having some decent success. Again, life is great. Just trying to make the best of another summer quickly slipping from our hands.
I would wax on poetically about the change of seasons but then I’d be spending less time living in them. But they do deserve comment and there are many more talented writers to take care of it and give it the respect and attention they deserve. But I will add my quick thought “Thank you summer, for the recharge both mentally and physically” to the list of beautiful comments.
You know that first week you see some leaves starting to fall in mid to late August. Well after my mind dealt with that initial panic and chill up the spine knowing what follows the months of September and beyond, I thought about the coming colors of the fall season. Ah, more easy photo ops. Now if I can just get my behind out and about to capture them.
A man so self-absorbed as not to worry about the legacy his children will have to endure is not the optimal father. Oh and I am not without fault by any measure, but I work hard in correcting my failings and not compounding them.
If your pet turtle runs away and you can’t find it, you are really slowing down.
Hum, a government shutdown. Let me see, that might decrease traffic along my commute. But other than that, I can’t think of any positives.
I’m glad my Son trust me with watching his baby.
Did the weatherman say anything about rain last night? NOOO. Did I leave my hammock outside? Yes.
A picture inside a computer or cell phone is a fleeting image. A picture on a wall is permanent. And while I love the printed image I find myself doing more electronically by a huge margin.