Friday, September 28, 2012

One sweet blur.

I used to think a lot differently than I do now.  Things were a lot more black and white.  I was younger then, foolisher, and hadn't yet learned any other perspective.

Nowadays things couldn't be less black and white--though I often wish they were less blurry.  Some sage once said that life moves pretty fast.  It's been months since I've stopped long enough to take stock of where I've been, where I am, and where I'm heading.  Gonna be months more 'til I get a chance.

Best I can do right now is to take a look into my photo folders to see what I've shot, which is often a good indicator of where my head is.

Not black and white.  

Not exactly clear, not completely blurry.

Fairly diverse--at least considering who we're talking about.

Possibly healthy, judging by the preponderance of Fang-in-his-element shots.


Friday, September 7, 2012

All the best of...

...late summer, crammed into every minute of the past few weeks.

Monsoonal rains breeding riotous flora.

Wigglewaggin' dogs and precocious kids.

Pushing limits. Finding new ones. Pushing those.

Hip small towns off winding rural roads.

Sun and wind, rock and sky, rain and calm.

Getting (giving) a little help from (to) your friends.

Dagwoods made on the tailgate, eaten in the breeze.

Warm water, cooler days, chilly nights.

Time spent listening, laughing, silent, with friends.

Summer is just so many fashions of sweet all at once.

That said, I'm looking forward to fall so that I might finally get some sleep.

Thanks for checkin' in.