At The Table In My Sunroom

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Will be back soon. My computer died on Friday - rather the light in the monitor dimmed to unuseable. I've been trying to get it's replacement since. I spent quite a bit of time driving around to get the one I wanted. I think the only one in the entire state was in Seabrook! JUST got home with it. Still setting it up - but it's time to go to bed. I missed everyone this weekend!

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DelwynApril 26, 2009 at 10:24 PM
Ah the things we have to do...good to see you back tho'
happy days
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Just JulesApril 26, 2009 at 10:29 PM
coming in the side door from Delwyn's blog - thanks for the dance around. Love the dog :)
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Rosaria WilliamsApril 27, 2009 at 12:17 AM
I see Delwin has been here already. We can sit and chat awhile, but you must have things to do after the running around. I like your idea about finally contemplating.
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Thanks for visiting. I love having you at my table with me.

A time has come in my life to reach into another place, to reach into a cobwebbed and stiff part of my brain - the creative part. And then, maybe to take what I find to hold it out to share. You see, I have never been creative (and am still not, you might say); I have experienced the world analytically. I now see there is so much more to the world than that.

This started with an idea to write a photo-journal to myself. In that journal, I would write and take photos of details to CONTEMPLATE the numerous sparkles of life I have around me, and CAPTURE them to last. So here I am, come join me....

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

"The Road Less Travelled" by Robert Frost

Sunday, April 26, 2009

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