dust

There is a sadness hovering over the junk in the house.

Time to clear out stuff. The dust. The old lingering melancholy.

We are on the cusp of something new.

We plan to move next year. And so, we've got to sort our mess and take only the most important items.

In the process, I have uncovered old messages, pictures ... a life difficult to recall, tucked away in powdery boxes. Why do I keep it all?

Yes, there are good memories, too. Happiness found amongst the photos with smiling faces and kid-art with colorful scribbles, first-time face drawings. I've kept some of those things. They are hopeful and pure.

And then, the items reminding of those we've lost. I can scarcely touch them with fingertips, lest the tears begin to fall. This telling me how much I've tried to avoid the feelings. These things I keep in honor of those missed. These break my heart most.

A difficult road it has been.

I can only hope we'll be done with the sorting soon. Much longer and I'll be reduced to a gloomy, wilted rag of a person.

lazy lens

Videos need to be made. Pics need to be posted. Tons of stuff on the memory card.

I'm lazy and have not touched the Nikon in a couple of weeks. I hope to get to it soon. If it is said so here, maybe I'll feel an obligation.

It's the business of summer I'm preoccupied with. The evening bike rides have taken precedent over most other things.

The evening rides remind me of fall.
It's the silence in the air
The silence, save for the whispering breeze
slipping past my ears
and the sound of soft tick-ticking gears.
Had I died right there,
on Water-Break Hill,
I'd have done it with a smile.
Complete bliss found there~~
The wind, trees, the stars, my loves
with me all the while.

sdchan©2008

inspired

thank you carnegiemellonu for sharing this video

An inspiration to be sure, Randy Pausch will surely be missed.

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