Firstly, I hope each of you had a nice New Years holiday, and will have a fantastic year ahead.

I Pray that the families of the victims of the New Orleans mass murderer will eventually come to peace. The good news is, God wins over evil in the end.

I could have just as well named this next part of this post, Philosophy 101

If you are anything like me, and you might want to pray you are not, you are often drowning in thoughts that you feel the need to “get out” if you will. Below I share what has been “dancing” around in my head recently.

The secret for me at least, to write posts like the one below, is to make it personal, but do so without making it too personal. Use your life to dig deep, without digging too deep. Share where you’ve been, without revealing too much about who you are, or where you are headed.

My musings today are in fact, simply personal thoughts and observations.. Nothing more and nothing less. Shamefully, I am the centerpiece of those musings. I suppose, I know myself better than anyone else. Now if I could juat figure out what to do with that knowledge.

There are times when it seems as though everything in life moves as if it is a crawling snail, and other times a running jackrabbit. When we are young it seems there are mostly snails as we are in a hurry, and when we are old, well, it’s jackrabbits everywhere. It’s hard to keep up.

Like everybody, my life has been often blessed, but occasionaly cursed by those who venture through it.

I have been fortunate to have had many good friendships. Only a few “clunkers”. Yet, time has been my biggest enemy. Often the end does not resemble the beggining.

I come from a good family. They were mere humans with human flaws, but lots of love. I never doubted that. Despite the trouble I often caused my parents, those family years with them, have been some of the best of my life. I am very happy today to share a house with my sisiter.

We all change and eventually grow (maybe), but sooner or later, with many of my friends, I reached a point where I wondered what we had in common? We were best of friends and shared some things, yet somehow it seemed we had nothing strongly in common at all. We were from different planets.

Beyond family, the most important friendship of the middle of my life was my marriage. My wife if you will. Eventually I changed and so did she. There was very little left to share. We both loved and shared a passion for horses, (yes horses), including after we were separated. Still, all the king’s horses could not create a bond between us that would last.

She had several flaws, I had even more.

Teenage mariages mean both participants still need time to grow and mature. I finally began that maturity somewhere around the age of 42. Long after divorce.

On the day of our divorce, afterword, we went out to a restaurant and had a nice and pleasant dinner, and then went out to lead our new lives, although we saw each other, sometimes just the two of us, maybe twenty times after divorce.

Old habits can be hard break.

Old feelings might still be there, but they can and will eventually die.

That invisible, but necessary bond, evaporated between two people who eventually shared no personal kinship of any kind. I would ask myself, and I am sure she would do the same, what did we ever truly have in common? I mean, beyond a physical relationship and horses of course.

Once we knew all that was gone, we both moved on quickly to divorce, and then eventually to never see each other again.

Our personal moralities, were shady at best. Both of us. That fact would never allow us to bond together again. To trust again. It is likely, that I never should have been married. To anyone.

Right, is right, and wrong is wrong. Never the twain shall meet. At least so we
tell ourselves.

I can say much the same with several of my pals through the years. Buddies if you will.

There is always a bond of some sort. With some guys it might be fishing or hunting, but not so much with me. Maybe working on cars. Drinking, women. (Stereotypes?) If any of that goes away, so goes the friendship.

Bonds require something permanent. Something that can be counted on. Something deep inside that does not change with the breeze.

Something that is built tough, and made to last, but when we’ve lost our “common denominator”, most often, it is over.

Life here is very brief, but eternity lasts….well, for an eternity.

That’s the good news. Sort of.

We can only do the best we can, and learn to live with it. Let God be the centerpiece, and there will always be hope for success.

God, was rarely something I considered back then. Nor did she.

So there we are, I said it. I likely I said too much. That of course, is normal for me.

Every once in a while, I like to sweep the clutter out of my rather odd brain, and share it. That’s what you have just read. Old clutter with some personal philosophy.

The secret to writing posts such as this one is, to not be afraid to say what you feel you must, but learn when to shut up.

I will now shut up, but first, we have a few photos. You know, that which is supposed to be the point of this blog. The fact that they are all images, is their only true commonality.

Virginia Bluebells

Morning Dew

Curious Frog

Sunset

Autumn Splender

Cedar Waxwing

Pied-billed Grebe and Duckweed.

Closing thought. ( I guess I wasn’t ready to shut up)

From the first nano second we arive in our mother’s womb, to the last step we take, and the last breath we make, life matters. It is a gift from God.

1 John 5:7-8
“For there are three that bear record in heaven, the Father, the Word (Jesus), and the Holy Ghost: and these three are one”

One God called the Trinity

The above verse, pretty much says it all. The triune God.

There is an old saying, and it often is most applicable within Chrsitianty.

“There are none so blind as those who will not see”.
I might add, beware of false religion.

God Bless,
Wayne