My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, coffee life, spirituality and asking deep questions.
“What’s really important is to simplify. The work of most photographers would be improved immensely if they could do one thing: get rid of the extraneous. If you strive for simplicity, you are more likely to reach the viewer.”William Albert Allard
I hope everyone has a wonderful and blessed coming year!
Life is precious, do not waste it doing anything that your heart does not respect or agree with.
This is about as close to the beach as I’ve been in a while. Thinking I need to pack a bag and head for a beach and sit under palm tree. After all, life is both precious and short.
Yesterday morning we awoke to our first heavy frost and temperatures in the mid twenties. I did not want to get out of bed, so I didn’t. Felt good! After a late breakfast I took the bus to campus then walked to a coffeehouse called Mugs. From there I headed to Old Town. With camera around my neck I dis some obvious people waatching. Again, the mundane stuff to some people caught my eye such as the shadows cast by a tree on a window, frost covered leaves at the bus stop and a backlit leave on a firtree. Grabbed a sandwich then a bus ride back home.
“Everyone has his or her own way of learning things. His way isn’t the same as mine, nor mine as his. But we’re both in search of our destinies, and I respect him for that.” ― Paulo Coelho The Alchemist
“You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.”
C. S. Lewis
On March 10th I gave my two week notice at work. I’m hanging up my wings. Moving more into my retirement years. Going to avoid airports and airplanes while keeping my feet on the ground as I take my time driving, anywhere. I may never wear another tie for the rest of my life. I found my uniform pants kept shrinking due to decompression cycles or the altitude. No more checking for unbuckled seat belts, telling people to turn off their cellular service. No more telling them the cannot have that purse between their feet and properly stow their bags. I do not have to hear a passenger ask if I’ll call and see if the airlines will hold their plane for them because we’re late. No more crying babies during descent. It’s all good news.
But, just like any job loss there will be things I’ll miss. The unique life style of visiting cities, finding those mom-and-pop coffee shops and restaurants. Conversations with total strangers. A paycheck. And, last but not least, cleavage in 17C. On to new adventures.