Jan. 16

This morning i worked, then allen and i spent some time wondering the a few antique stores. while in joe ley, i found a stack of old post cards and family photos.  I was struck with a thought; as i am taking these pictures of the people and things that are important to me, in years to come it will mean about the same as the stack of pictures in my hands.  friendly, odd faces that i don't recognize.  someone may find interest in them, but not the original intent that i meant.  

So, what does this mean... do i stop enjoying the pictures i've taken or not take them at all?  no, I proceed, but with the reminder that life is momentary.  I can learn and enjoy the past, and look forward to my present and future. 

these pictures also inspired to make a collage of some of the pictures and things that i have found over the years.  Result of creativity to come...