Now, if I was a dog……
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Yellow Fire Hydrant and Shadows -
I do it for love….
Sunrise at Prospect Ponds Love should be the reason behind everything you do, if it is not, you should question why you are doing it.
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Cold Morning
Frosty Leaves 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.
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Morning Sun and Shadows “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
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Listening
Window Light “Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you’d have preferred to talk.”
Doug LarsonQuiet time found in an empty church as light beams flow in.
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It’s Good News
Afternoon Walk “You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.”
C. S. LewisOn 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.
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The Cross and Shadow
The Altar at John XXIII Church “So don’t be frightened, dear friend, if a sadness confronts you larger than any you have ever known, casting its shadow over all you do. You must think that something is happening within you, and remember that life has not forgotten you; it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall. Why would you want to exclude from your life any uneasiness, any pain, any depression, since you don’t know what work they are accomplishing within you?”
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A Girl and Her Shadow
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Morning Shadows
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Casting a Looong Shadow
Casting a Long Shadow I saw the patterns and the shadow, raised the camera and took two shots. Moved on. I do not remember what my thinking process was nor will I dwell on it. I’d like to believe it was the whisper of my muse.
