Just posted under the I Remember tab is an essay titled I Was Waiting for a Miracle. For me, it was a very interesting and cathartic journey in getting from point A to point B. My transformation was powerful, and was in realtime.

I capture and have thousands of these. Like fingerprints, no two are the same. For me, it’s never an easy selection on which Sky image to post because they are all so very spectacular. I’ll analyze and then analyze some more, each time narrowing down my selection, and then still cannot decide. A lot of visual scrutinization takes place until, there it is waiting patiently for me.

Just posted under the Sky tab is one such image.

Some years ago we lived on a street named Lookout Avenue. We never thought twice about the name, it was simply the name of our street. When Drew came to visit at this particular location he, in typical Drew fashion, said “I can’t figure out if the name of your street is meant to be as ‘Lookout into the beautiful scenery’… Or is is meant to be “LOOKOUT!”, as if someone was in peril?

Oh Drew!

Yes both, but not all the time. If you are a puzzle master or wordsmith perhaps you’ve figured out the title of this post. Perhaps not.

There are times when actions in life are simple or easily achieved. Conversely there are times when the task is faced with nothing but challenges and roadblocks. I think life would be boring if everything was always ‘easy’. I don’t have time for easy. Actually I do have the time for easy but I find easy to be wasted time, sometimes.

I want the challenge. I want the challenge simply because I seek the accomplishment. A life of ‘easy’ is total sleeper. A life of challenge is met with excitement and gratitude once the ‘challenge’ has been successfully accomplished. I like that.

However life is not about me.

Reflecting on life can get one to think about a lot. All that has been achieved, and all that was missed. Perhaps things and/or opportunity was intentionally passed, perhaps not. Too late.

Everything I never had, will never be.

Never be.

Loss, and fond memories hurt for a reason. Without both, people would not be whole.

No. Marginalized is a condition that either is, or isn’t. It’s like making the statement or reference of ‘being slightly pregnant’. No such thing. However there are, or can be, levels within the condition of marginalization that either promote or demote individual populations. This can be for people, places, or things.

Marginalization occurs every day, all the time. The necessary question to ask is, ‘Do we partake in the act of…?’

This is one image I did not take. Just posted under the Sky tab is a recent image provided to me by a dear friend. This marvel, captured from the air. Those who know me well, know that I am enamored with Sky and it’s incredible, and unmatchable awe. Such beauty is what life is all about.

Sure, supply and demand often drive consumer design but are we now reacting to what drives us for consumer purchases? Or are consumer purchases driven by those who design? A little of both really. But there are societal and cultural shifts that take place as a result and it’s not always good.

Just posted under the Musings tab is a short essay titled ‘Oooh, I Like That Box!’ As I wrote the piece it opened up multiple avenues for potential discussion and debate. Perhaps you’ll find it interesting.

The grass is always greener on the other side. This is the longest title to any post or essay I’ve written.

I don’t care for long titles and see no logical purpose in them. They are more of a tagline to a title, a ‘teaser’ to whet one’s appetite to read on, or watch if the reference is for film.

I began writing this morning on an essay titled Where’s My Tea?! But then I realized that story requires more time than I have this morning. Eventually that essay will be posted under the ‘I Remember’ tab. So I changed my goal to writing a Post. Theoretically at least in my mind it would be faster because my Posts are generally shorter in length. Then I landed here, in this boat thinking I could complete it before I leave this morning. Well I was wrong, again.

I need to leave now and I’m not completely satisfied with my results. Perhaps there is a lesson here for me, and the grass isn’t always greener on the other side.