the point to it all. or at least some of it.
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I saw this sign today.
It’s rather hard not to see something that you are photographing, I think.
And it has a point.
One that I have been trying to live by for a while now. You know, digging into the moment. Realizing that life is happening whether or not it’s what I’d planned and there’s probably something happening that I’d rather not miss.
So wherever it is that I find myself, I try to be.
And I didn’t mind finding myself on a brisk constitutional this morning. That’s my brother Jason’s absolute favorite term for a walk.
I think he must have read the term in a Jane Austin book. Either that, or while watching Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous.
And after that brisk constitutional I went on a little run all by myself. I have to admit that after passing two different signs–one that gave a warning about the California reptiles and one that warned you about mountain lions–I felt just a tiny little bit wary. And then I got a tiny bit lost. Which is no surprise, I know. But I found my way right in time to run into one of Jason and Darby’s neighors who asked me where I am from. Pennsylvania, I told him. And then he looked me up and down and said, Cause…you don’t really have much of a tan…And I was like, Oh. Which is when he let me know that all the blonds have really nice tans around here.
Sorry, I’ll work on it, I guess.
And another thing that’s been a long time coming is a dance.
Specifically to Paper Gangsta. Lyric’s been planning this out for a while and we finally got to execute it today–with the help of Ollie.
One of the nearby neighbors here hosted a wedding recently and this is still up.
So pretty, so sweet.
And nothing wrong with a brisk constitutional to end the day, too, right?
We walked into the dusk and saw what my pop insisted was a dipping bird. He made it up on the spot, but considering how the bird did a little dandy bow every time it called out, the title works just fine for me.
It was a good first day here in California and I guess I better get cracking on that tan because all the blonds have good ones around here and now I only have six days left to fit in with all the blonds.
Which is basically the point to life, right?
Or maybe the point has more to do with moments like this.
Or probably the point to life has everything to do with this.
