Thursday, December 19, 2019

Week 44 - Snail Mail


When was the last time you sent a letter? Not a Birthday card or Get Well Soon card, but an honest to goodness"how are you doing, here's what's up in my life" letter? I can't remember the last time I did. Email has all but wiped out mailing letters. I think I'll send one before the year is up.

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

Week 43 - Trimming the tree


Putting the Christmas tree up every year is one of my favorite activities, but it wouldn't be half as special if I didn't force my friends to help. Whether they enjoy themselves or not, I do and that's what's important, right?!

Tuesday, December 3, 2019

Week 42 - Simplicity


How often do we get caught up in making things complicated, when they could be quite simple? 

Week 41 - Street Photography


I didn't hear about street photography until I stumbled upon a YouTube video about Vivian Maier, a street photographer back in the 1950s. All of her photos must have seemed rather dull at the time, but looking back at them now they are fascinating. I'd like my photos to fascinate someone 50 years from now too.

Week 40 - Walking


I take walks. At least when it's cool enough to do so. I'm sure I could walk when its 90+ degrees, but why would anyone want to? Cooler is better, cold is best. Thankfully the air has turned cold, though these small daisy-looking flowers seemed to survive.

Week 39 - Camping



Camping is something I love to do, especially when it's cold. In fact, if the low temperature doesn't dip into the low 60s I'm not interested.  It's even better when you can share those experiences with friends!

Saturday, November 16, 2019

Week 38 - On the streets of the city where I live



I live in San Angelo, TX. I spent the first 7 years here trying to get out. Until the day I realized I didn’t want to leave anymore. As if my soul had decided that this small-to-me town with its terrible allergies and penchant for being hot even in winter, had become home. But it had only become home because of those who I had come to love and who became my people. Now, before sunset, as often as possible, I takes walks on the streets of the city where I live, the city that is now my home.