My 3 year old son Finn took his first real picture. We went walking with a camera and he was instructed to take pictures of anything he thought beautiful. As you can sorta see- he took a picture while pointing at his subject with his tiny spiderman glove. Although I was incorrect about his subject- it was not the fire hydrant. Today he told me he had been focusing on his glove. His tiny glove. I love spiderman.My 87 year old Grandmother will be in Nelsonville, Ohio today celebrating Decoration Day as she calls it. Grandma says people don't really care anymore about this day and it makes her sad. It is a national day of mourning she says and families used to rally together and really reflect on our armed services and those we had lost. Today she is thinking back to her friends and loved ones she has lost in the 5 wars since she was born. She will call me later and as she sips her daily tea, she will spin tales of what it used to be. I will listen as I do each year and wonder what life was like back when my father and his parents watched the parades, cleaned the grave sites, and put aside the world for a day. I can almost see the seriousness across my fathers face as a boy. As she finishes her tea she will tell me as she has for the last several years how much she hates Bush and the state of the world. I will agree. I also agree that today is important for reflection.
I think I will honor the troops by praying for an end to our involvement in
Iraq.
While my house was on market ( no more- just sold to a fabulous new owner that is going to lovingly care for the gem) I got a lot of comments about my art- people loved my art and they wanted it...get yr own. William Burroughs is mine forvever.
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