Shooting Tonight

So much sunshine today!

I thought I would encounter another great sunset, but ... first, I came upon a field of whitetailed deer. I, of course, have absolutely no deer-hunting skills; still, I thought I might be able to get a good shot from the hill overlooking the field where they grazed.

Naturally, they took off running as soon as they heard/saw me. It was pretty cool, actually, because the lead deer would stare at me, as if he (she?) were trying to size up the situation ... then, he would make his move, and the other deer would follow.

The white spots are their tails.



As I walked back to the car, I noticed all these feathers lying on the ground.



And, finally, I shot the twilight sky.



I have decided I do not like the Olympus as well as the Kodak. Not that it matters, really.

: )

Over the past several hours, I have had the following question to ponder: How do you measure how much you love/loved someone?

To be more specific: Is it possible to go back to a certain point in time and say, “On this particular day, I loved you more than you loved me”? Is it even fair for someone to ask, “How come you were never in love with me the way you are/were in love with _____?” And most of all, how do you respond to someone who says, “You did not love me as much as I loved you,” when you know, for a fact, that you, indeed, DID ... only not at the right time?

Bottom-line: Certain relationships are not meant to last. And you can revisit the feelings and talk about the emotions and remember the good times and smile, but mostly, you can be glad these are memories.

Which reminds me of a line from a Mary Chapin Carpenter song called “This Is Love”:

Just remember that the wrong things aren’t supposed to last ...

From the Stones in the Road album. On which 5 of the 13 songs are really excellent.

: )

I brushed my hair today for the first time in ... well, months.

And my hair was most definitely NOT happy about being brushed. So I took the towel and messed it all up and vowed never to do THAT again.

And now I have on my Cubs hat. Backwards. Lil’ Cubbie bear logo in the front.

And it’s Sunday evening. And I do not dread the work week, but I already look forward to next weekend. And I have mixes to make and photo projects to complete and writing to start.

And life is good.

: )