Alone pursuing my passion through the viewfinder is often lonely. Discoveries to find understanding. Often posing questions that will remain unanswered in my mind. Like scales on a beaver tail leading me where?
Chipping away at what drives me always asking why? Separated from my wife as I will be this week, “Lonely” arrived with just the thought of it. In a few days it will be our anniversary. The life we have shared a journey so special I could never have dreamed it. Most things come slowly to me. The deep understanding the “Little Woman” has of me compels me to be a better man. Allowing me the freedom to seek on my own at times.
A simple song of family leads me on. Sustenance a virtue of tradition. We are each alone yet not. The words I seldom speak and are quite unable to write about, on closer inspection is one of love and understanding.
Sustenance similar to the spiky fins on a catfish. Many times we have to keep flipping our thoughts before they slide down the gullet of comprehension. For me that rarely happens. Yesterday my son sent me a youtube link to a slideshow he made of some of the images I have shared on this website. A song of his that gives my pictures an emotional affect that gives me shivers down my spine. The lonely unlonely is alive inside of me.