and the Bees know no borders
August 8, 2011
wonder land
August 8, 2011
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leaning tree walk along the bank of the Columbia in the meadowsnot hard to gaze at the symmetry for me it is a memory When I took the picture the memory was not yet formed completely It is now but someone else is watching this photo I wonder often who it is What memories do you have staring at the picture.
its high time
August 8, 2011
my number three
September 30, 2007
How does it matter?
(the subconsciousness) I have not worn a time piece on my person for so many years and I have learned that I would not need it. It could not make my existence any different. In fact if left to my own accord everything would percent itself precisely at the right time.
(reality) I have become impatient with my home situation wanting to do whats best for them and knowing its not working for me. Okay I understand that life is living and learning and its not going to be easy at all times for everyone no matter what your situation. You make the best of it and hope you find that way to make it better.
(that third piece) That last part that I don’t know or have yet to know. What exactly am I looking for or waiting for. I have always know it was important this third part of the piece. Perhaps it’s the journey of looking. The finding of strength or the reward. Maybe its discovering the right answer and getting that reward. Its that wanting to make the change and trusting it will be the answer. The goal perhaps. I wonder
I want to look at the picture any picture of three and see the whole understand the whole and be complete.
me, myself and I
September 30, 2007
A freind told me I was better off bloging about something I was better at then complaining. He suggested I instead talk about something dear to me like photo’s. I am going to take his very good advice and do just that. If anyone’s reading watch for my next post.
