Cut's like a knife ...

I went to see "Bobby" at the late show - had
my own private showing (only one there :-)... For some crazy reason
- I like having the entire theater to myself. I'll have to say that
that movie was so well done - it took me back to that era, and I
relived every raw emotion of that historic time in our nations'
history. It was so real to me - and raw emotionally. I felt it all
over again. It was loaded with stars - all of whom worked the movie
without compensation of any kind. And, the music was great - all of
it matched to the time and feelings of the movie. I remember that
time so well... I feel as if I was a part of it all - amazing! The
movie ought to be declared a "national treasure".

I downloaded a few of the songs from the movie (iTunes)... I'm
really accumulating quite a personally tailored music library. I
also backed up my entire itunes library to a DVD disk as a precaution
(only took about 10 minutes) - thought it would be a good idea.

One of my favorites from the movie: "Tuesday Afternoon (Forever
Afternoon)" - Moody Blues, and "Season of the Witch" - Donovan. Then
found some more of my old favorites: "Knights in White Satin" -
Moody Blues, and "Yellow River" by Christie.... Later ...

No longer center stage ...

... are the leaves of autumn. Getting into December soon means that the vibrant colors of autumn will be but memories to me for at least another year. But that said, I am happy that the leaves were at their peak and I had ample opportunities to capture their glory ... this year. Each season is filled with surprises and discoveries, and I hope to be 'ready' :-) ... for many more.

Winds of change ...

... are upon us ... Will the "left" once again be "right"?

Late colors ...

of the season are evident. With fall limited now to mostly walks near home, I still find alot of pleasure in doing just that - and capturing the leaves that have fallen already and a few just about to fall. We're certainly now past the height of the seasonal colors, but they still change ... and reveal slightly more subdued tones as they meld into a carpet of leaves - getting ready to insulate the ground somewhat from winter's coldest. But really, its good to be alive and able - no matter the time of year. It's funny how I seem to appreciate that so much more these days ...

There are lessons ... in nature.

I guess as far as the election results go, my emotions right now are
similar, in some ways, to the same emotions I have when I see new
buds on a tree in the spring coming from an old tree that appeared to
have died in the previous season. That "new bud" on what was thought
to be a dying tree is very encouraging to me, of course. However ...
I'm old enough to know now that "that tree" is still struggling to
overcome it's past infestations of "parasites" eating away at roots
in the ground on which it stands. I can not know or determine
whether that old tree, with the surprising and unexpected "new buds",
will sustain new growth or not. I can but hope the best ... for that
old tree - and for all the new trees that are spawned each year -
which bring, and have brought, beauty to our lives throughout the
seasons. For those who now expect all trees to flourish, they will
be disappointed and rebuked. As in nature, it simply can not be.
But, there is still hope. I believe there is always hope ... for the
future - within and without us. And, I believe it never "sinks", but
rather "floats"... It always floats, as does our spirit and our
faith.