Friday, September 4, 2009

Summers End, Autumns beginning

Flying solo

Image by ucumari via Flickr

I know Labor day is just the theoretical end of summer, but it has always felt like the end of summer.  That time when the kids have gone back to school, and the climate is cooling off, at least in some places. 

Here in Texas, it doesn’t feel much like summer wants to let go of her hold.  I certainly hope things start cooling off soon, I miss the cold weather.

If you haven’t been to Ruminations today, I posted a sad note over there, please go by and read it.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Life is Strange!

Skeletal Remains

Image by ...-Wink-... via Flickr

It never ceases to amaze me, the events in life  that seem to just happen; and the “why” of them.   Does everything happen for a purpose?  Is there an underlying “fate” involved?  Just how much do we (our actions) influence  what happens to us? 

I have always believed that the choices we make in our lives' influences our rewards.  I guess what I’m trying to say is that our fate is determined by our own actions.  Our reactions to events that occur within our life is what scripts the end result.  How we react to our friends when times are difficult can influence their own reactions.  I have always felt that Karma, plays a large factor in my life.  The old saying, “You reap what you sow”, comes to mind.

What brought on this philosophical banter?  Lets just say that I had a good evening.  Shadows have been illuminated with in my thoughts, and questions answered.  I am at peace with the world, at least for now, LOL. 

Quote of the Day:
The person who is not hungry says that the coconut has a hard shell.
--African Tribal Saying

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

I felt like a lone spectator at a movie debut!

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Image by Taylor.McBride via Flickr

It’s like a movie playing out in my head.  I can’t stop, don’t really want to, the story unfolding.  So clear, I can feel the emotion, confusion, amazingly painful longing.  Characters are taking shape, and sharing their traits.  Showing me pieces of personal history. 

That’s what happened to me last night, while I sat in the tub soaking the days weariness away.  No, I hadn’t had anything to drink yet, and was simply relaxing.  I’m not even sure what stimulated the process, just grateful for it.  I let it play out, fighting the urge to get out and start writing it down.  Everything was coming so fast and with unbelievable clarity.  Even the title, flashing in bright marquee lights, impossible to miss it. 

Eventually it did slow to a stop and I tried to start writing it out,  fearful of losing the vision.  My normal process is to just write, refining as I go, write and edit, edit and write.  With this story, I was sure that while I was “playing around” with my detailed descriptions, I was going to lose the rest of the story.  So I did something I’ve never done before.  I outlined the whole thing in my hand written journal.  It took me two hours of continuous writing to get the brief outline on paper, leaving out the detail I so love.   Now I have a map, for a story that will debut along with my new site. The new one you can see…   when I decide to let everyone see it.

 Evil laughter echoing off the walls, as the lights dim,  flicker and then go out. A door creaks and slams shut leaving all in total darkness!


Quote of the Day:
That's right. 'Tain't yours, and 'tain't mine.
--Mark Twain
(when friend said that a certain rich man's money was "tainted")

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Wings of Inspiration

wings of inspiration

Image by Eddi 07 via Flickr

The Wings of Inspiration are flying some where above me this morning.  They certainly aren't stirring the air anywhere near me.  I shouldn’t be surprised, it is morning and I’ve only had one cup of coffee so far. 

Cool picture huh, it’s titled… Wings of Inspiration. 

Well I’ll be off for another adventure in Possum Kingdom.  Hopefully not nearly as strenuous as last week.  I’ll be back tomorrow evening, and let you know how it went.

Monday, August 31, 2009

It’s Been a Banner Evening

Yale - Where the Gold Rush streamers used to c...

Image by janusz l via Flickr

I’ve been working on the template for the new site, you know the fiction one I won’t tell you about.  I wasn’t happy with the banner at all, so I set out on a graphics search.  I finally found something pretty interesting, but still not quite right. 

What is one to do when the family artistic talent is on the other side of the world?  Simple, go online and play around with the image manipulation sites.  There are a lot of them.  I found that each one seems to offer different treatments and abilities.  None of them will do everything!  When you can’t afford to buy a fancy program for tweaking pictures, you make do with what is available. 

I would spend an hour or so on one site doing a few things to the picture.  Then download the darn thing and jump over to another site.  Upload the modified picture, and tweak a few different things that weren’t available on the first site.  Save and download the now nearly perfect image, and upload it to yet another site.  Thank the digital gods for high-peed internet.

All I had to do then was to get the masterpiece loaded into my template, and set just right.  Using HTML, this entails playing around with the padding and margin pixels.  Set a few numbers, preview the template, tweak the numbers, preview once again.  A fairly repetitive process, but one that works well.  If all goes according to plan you’ll all get to see the finished product some time in the next few weeks. 

If I’m lucky, I won’t get the two site templates I’m working on mixed up and loaded to the wrong place.  The only question now is… Is this new site, reality or a figment of my imagination?

Sunday, August 30, 2009

In a Breath of Passage

Passage

Image by monkeytime via Flickr

Sunday, so serene and peaceful, passes like a wraith in the night.  Visible, yet far from defined, shadowy and surreal.  Quiet and peaceful, the silence a unique diversion to life’s hectic schedule.  A sailboat passing between two monoliths on a calm sea.

A peaceful interval, that glides by in a breath of existence.  So fast, it seems that a blink of the eye and it’s elapsed in a cloud of misty vapor.   I dream of a time when the clock can be stilled, time paused.  A moment when one can frolic in the wonder of worry free continuance. 

Life is not so dreamlike though.  Filled with unimaginative events, dull and repetitive.   Therefore, it’s best to enjoy the repose, take in the solace, and cherish the moments that are.  Creating in our own thoughts, for the briefest duration, that which we desire.  An active imagination, is a useful tool.


Quote of the Day:
The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything
--Anonymous

Happy Birthday Sis!  I know it’s tomorrow, but I’ll be early this year.

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