When I stop to think about it,


the full moon has seen more than I ever will.


Heavy lifting ahead

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It seems people are in turmoil over real and imagined slights way too often these days. “I’m right, you’re wrong!”, “You have to support this or that because of your gender, religion, race, etc”, “My course of thought is the correct one, all others are off base.” It is exhausting and pointless. 8 years ago, 16 years ago, 24 years ago etc people felt the wrong person was running the country, for many reasons. 24 years ago it was the concern over crookedness, 16 years ago it was fears of passivity in the face of attacks, 8 years ago it was worries over an untried politician being handed the keys by money/king makers/puppet masters (take your pick). Now we have comments being made that 8 years ago would have resulted in being labelled. The point is, however far back we go in politics in the US, way back to Washington, we gave the person a chance to disprove our mistrust of their abilities. And sometimes they have let us down, and sometimes those same people have surprised us in good ways. I was destined to be disappointed regardless in this election, as were many other citizens. Pulling together has nothing to do with throwing bricks, burning municipal property or shaking fists. It has much to do with being gracious in defeat and working together to make sure things stay on track, (though everyone has a different idea of what that track should be), to making our country and the world a better, safer and more equitable place for everyone.

On down the line


The last passenger train has long since departed from this station. Now only the occasional freight train passes by. Though I have driven by on the road about 30 yards parallel to it I don’t remember ever seeing it. This time I did, and made sure to stop as we headed home to take a closer look. I am unsure why this trip brought out such a melancholy batch of photos, but it did. I don’t have a single photo of anyone opening gifts, the first Christmas ever that I didn’t document the holiday. Which is actually okay as it meant I participated instead of being behind a camera. I plan to step up my abandoned structure photography and scouted out several spots to check back on. Plus my brother has a list of places he knows of as he travels the back roads of the county, so I will be amply supplied with locations. I just need to set aside a weekend to get down there and have the weather cooperate.

As Autumn Passes

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The leaves have all blown off the trees in the windy weather. November is here, days of early sunsets and iron cold days before the snow flies. Even without the fall color I like to get out. The cornfield this tree stands in is one of those places I like to go to again and again in all seasons. I happened to stop by chance there the week before last at the height of the color. I plan to go back later this week to admire the bare branches against the November sky.