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: Pandora's Beauty Box
Yesterday, I went sailing on my Uncle’s 40 ft boat. Evidently, many other people had the same idea and were parked on the bay side with their flags displayed. As we approached the Gulf Side of Shell Island, a rainbow appeared. It was truly magical- A promise of remembrance of those who paid the ultimate […]
Along Crawfordville highway in between Panacea and Tallahassee is a Ford Car Graveyard. Twenty + cars dated from early 1900’s to mid are arranged in a semicircle from oldest to youngest. My girls and I stopped here coming back from the beach in Panacea. Evidently, all these cars were used on Pat Harvey’s family farm. […]
Florida County Hwy 65 runs from the interstate south through Hosford, FL through Apalachicola National Forest and dead ends on Hwy 98 on the coast in Carrabelle. It’s 54.7 miles from Hosford to Carabelle. While driving down this highway, there are no cities, there are no dollar stores or gas stations or any other […]
As promised, here are the wildflowers I encountered while driving on FL Hwy 65 towards Sumatra in the Apalachicola National Forest. I included the common and scientific name in the caption (for all that I could identify). You are welcome to share any of the pictures or use them as backgrounds. Tomorrow, I’ll post the […]
I hope everyone had a happy International Astronomy Day! Friday night, I finished photographing wildflowers and that photogenic water moccasin around sunset. As I prepared to drive back home, fireflies started to flash their lights in the hundreds (thousands?) . I stayed about another hour and captured them along with the stars. Earth/Sky website featured […]
: Hands Across The Aisle
My Pledge to use my Voice.
My America, the Eagle Distressed To even contemplate that we, as a nation, are akin to an Eagle— one with the Freedom of the skies– to have the time, the Liberty, to speak about this noble bird in any manner with total impunity, without fear of mortal retribution or imprisonment, is absolutely the epitome of […]
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Cherished are the moments when
We gathered in front of the photographer’s screen
Poised in mirth and aplomb,
Forever captured for endurance sake.
But heed this warning:
Long after the camera flashed,
And the film was developed,
After the “right” picture was chosen,
Picked up from the studio, and hung prominently on the wall,
The eternal clock was set into motion
Counting down the days and years when each and every person
Captured in this resplendent canvas
Will no longer have breath to praise it
Or eyes to behold the memories it encased.
Each beating heart, so full of life in this picture
Beats to this clock, but ever time moves on.
Eventually, hearts stop; lives fall short,
Returning to the dust from which it began.
Yet, just as the original authors intended
This picture, displayed on the living room wall,
Captured every family member’s likeness
To remind all that come before and after
Of that person’s form and feature.
Thus, one’s moments of happiness
Is also one’s living curse.
In the end, after the final stroke of the predetermined hour,
Those who smiled for the camera
Now Only smile from behind the canvas’s frame.