decay makes us all the wiser
today i went to pa. to visit my brother and along the way i made an amazing discovery, a rusted line of trains, historys unknown, yet tangible, yes tangible, they were there in the air just waiting to be known and there present was quite clear as anyone could see, they were old trains rusting in the broad pa. daylight. Yet there future, while physically uncertain, remains on my camera.
Oh, can I melt in those sweet songs of yours?
If your from a rural area you know what i’m talking about, the birds by day, the cicadas by night, the sweet sounds of summer that make everything so very right. I want to melt in their melody and be carried away by the chorus, nature=magic.
The Summer Camp Saga..
so today was gloriously uneventful, yet I question the ethics of a certian “quality foods” coorporation, as the day went on I began to realize my memory was hazy and before I knew it the words teenage mutant ninja cheeseballs escaped my mouth…perhaps a 1-800 call is in order, no?