Dragonflies are the new “birds”
I certainly spent more time photographing dragonflies this week than I did birds, so I guess I’m getting a new hobby.
Despite the summer heat, I spent all day last Monday walking in the sun at Arabia Mountain National Heritage Area and Panola Mountain State Park near Atlanta. There weren’t too many birds, at least none that would admit to it. But the dragonflies…. An odonate lover (the insect order encompassing dragonflies and damselflies) would have been in bug heaven. Read the rest of this entry »
40 Years Later…
When I was sixteen, I was mad in love with Glen Campbell. I joined his fan club. I did pastel drawings of him and mailed them. I was jealous of his wife Billie. My whole family watched his Goodtime Hour every Sunday (my mother liked him, too).
So now Glen, my love of forty years, is fading away. He’s going not just gracefully, but with joie de vivre, saying his concert farewells on the Goodbye Tour. I saw him last night in Atlanta’s Chastain Park Amphitheatre, with headliner Kenny Rogers. The turnout was modest, but enthusiastic for both singers. I think we all knew that Glen Campbell has Alzheimer’s disease, which means he forgets lyrics and acts kinda goofy. But I remembered the words, plucked from the hard drive in the brain that remembers every song you ever sang when you were 18, but can’t retain information inputted an hour earlier. Read the rest of this entry »
Crepe Myrtles
“You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.” – Elizabeth Gilbert, “Eat, Pray, Love”
That’s another gem of E-P-L wisdom that works well with today’s blog. It reminds me of my favorite philosophy from Alice Walker: “It pisses God off if you walk past the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice.”
It’s hard to not notice a crepe myrtle in full bloom. And that’s why it is my favorite tree.
A 12×12 Room
“ So this is what my life has been reduced to – a 12 by 12 room.” – paraphrased
I’ve been gone awhile from blogging, I know. It’s not for lack of subjects, as I’ve had plenty to say and show you. But darn it, life just takes a lot of time and there’s not always enough of it leftover to blog about it. So here’s the short version, based on the above quote in the movie “Eat, Pray, Love,” where Julia Roberts looks into her box-filled storage unit before embarking on her overseas journey to self-discovery. (Funny, but I can’t find that quote among the hundreds others have cited online…) Read the rest of this entry »