High school senior photos deserve makeovers as they age alongside us. Proof of evolution.
I have my Guide’s eyes now. Homage.
#Photo Lab Filters and Time Travel.
When things bottom out in the backyard, after that many drinks After that many times you didn’t see your daughter After that many times you weren’t what you wanted to be, or do, or achieve There is always dirt beneath your fingernails.
RMS, 8/23/2018
Aurora Borealis by Frederic Edwin Church
Writing Room, Fall of 2018.
“She began to do as she liked and to feel as she liked. She had resolved never to take another step backward.” - Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via the-book-diaries)
One hundred and thirteen years.
One hundred and eleven years.
We know you were terrified, brave, horrified, strong, resilient, panicked, and courageous, and we honor you this night of the year. Death is not failure. Your lives were you and you remain wonderful, somewhere out here in our atomic jigsaw of existence. I’m so sorry you experienced such horrors.
Deepest of peaceful rest to you.
One year ago is still yesterday.
(RMS, 10-16-21.)