Notes and musings as I stop to look and listen.
A Christmas Tree, Part 2, originally uploaded by me.
Well, the tree is trimmed (mostly, anyway). I found the old ornaments, and used all the new ones I bought. I didn’t put the Beach Boys Christmas CD on, but listened to some Christmas music on a music channel. There have been several years that i had no Christmas decorations up whatsoever. This season, it’s actually sort of a comforting feeling.
A Christmas Tree, originally uploaded by me.
Okay, still learning how to fool around with my camera. And also, trying to learn more about Capture NX. So far I have shot everything using RAW and would like to continue. Anyway, on the spur of the moment, I decided to get a Christmas tree. I always wanted a sheer white tree when I was growing up in the 60s. I haven’t trimmed it yet, but I bought a few ornaments when I got the tree. Plus I have a few old ones in a storage container somewhere. I guess I will fix up some egg nog, fire up the Beach Boys Christmas CD, and Starlight and I will have a merry old time while the ornaments go on. I will post another photo once the tree is fully adorned.
So how did I come to be here, between the woods and frozen lake, on the darkest evening of the year? I now find myself solitary, alone and observant, on the edge of something beckoning but altogether strange at the same time. At the wonderful age of 51, I am on a path of exploration, finding out exactly how much I have left in the tank, realizing the journey is not yet over. And by god, I am going for it, without anyone or anything else but the energy from inside myself to carry me forward.
This is going to be a journal that perhaps no one will read but myself. But maybe not. Either way, it’s all good. I have always liked to read, and I also enjoy communicating. So that is what this journal is about. I will take notes and enter my thoughts. I will post photos on flickr and they will appear on the photos page. I will log entries that will undoubtedly appear mundane and extraordinarily boring. I will open up my soul and pour my feelings out, and I will also shroud or otherwise abstract my deeper reflections when the need arises. After all, I am only human. If you are reading this, you either stumbled upon this site by accident, or you may know me, or you got a link to this, either from me, or from some other source. Feel free to comment, or not. Linger and enjoy. Do whatever you want to do. It’s okay. No one will see us stopping here, to watch the woods fill up with snow.
