It was too windy to arrange them in neat grids. Nature is left to determine the best order of things.
Now Blue Skies to Rest the Eyes.
Friday, October 19, 2007
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It was too windy to arrange them in neat grids. Nature is left to determine the best order of things.
Now Blue Skies to Rest the Eyes.
It was too windy to arrange them in neat grids. Nature is left to determine the best order of things.
Now Blue Skies to Rest the Eyes.
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So nice and so poignant (more on poignancy later), I'm trying to pick a favorite. Each is special and makes it's own statement. I tend to be drawn to the plummier reds. So I can really wrap my mind around the middle four. But the very first two need to be addressed. the fist one especially has an urban feel for some reason. Very modern art. You could play with that image refinement and find something very exquisite indeed. The second picture is iconic. That could be fall in California. The one I could get lost in tho', is the orangey orange with lots of negative space. Room for me.
Two jagged, hard gusts filled my life with sudden negative space today. I lost my job, and then a few hours later my aunt called to tell me granddad is near death and it's time to assemble the family. (It goes without saying the latter shock considerably diminished the force of the former shock.) I'm hone now after hours of deathwatch. Tomorrow it resumes, unless it doesn't. Before I go back, I want to visit my garden and plant something.
Ouch! I am so very sorry to hear the double bad news Chuck. Be strong, feel the pain. There is always the other side that you will eventually get to and look back on this.
I can't believe I left such a drama-queen comment last night.
Anyhow, yeah, bad day.
Granddad passed quietly in his sleep with all his children at his side.
As for the job, whatever.
You may have always been a bit suspicious of me, but today was a grand Single White Hemale moment. After a dis-jointed day trying to capture "The Picture" on the Blueridge Parkway amidst a horde of leaf peepers, I came home to a rejection letter from a job I had applied for. A few hours later the phone rang and my friend and future wife, Aparina told me she had called the priest for her mom and was spending the night at Hospice with her.
How soon will it be before I break down and get me some new kitties?
My condolances on your Granddad and how fortunate he was to have all his children by his side. That is a special rarity these days I bet.
Wha? You're getting married? Eww?
How nice that you got an actual rejection letter--I mean that's better than unknowningness. You've got at least one thing going on.
Married? well... We are going on 30 years of an engagement and it may go on for another fifteen before we tie the economic knot.
Wow, you guys are both going through some stuff...here's to better days ahead! (Yea, I never have anything good to say at these times :(
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