Today is the ten year anniversary of FisheyeFarm blog. I am pleased at my reflection. Why not? The above photos are profile shots of friends from Facebook. I have my camera in my hand if I go to answer the door. One thing has led to another. My life unfolds. Work with what you have. Do your best. (that varies) People first – Money second / Don’t worry – Be happy
It’s 3:30 in the morning and the rain has woke me. I can’t help, but hear it’s relentlessness, on my tin roof. It use to be louder, until I let an asshole stay here, for a while and he insulated over my bedroom, which had become his temporary bedroom. The sound of the rain brings joy to my heart. It promotes contemplation. It heals me. It washes the earth.
That guy was a pain in my ass.
When I was young, on a Saturday afternoon, in the middle of this neighborhood, looking to score, at the local tavern, The Island Bar, and found myself surrounded by police cars, I was shocked to be white.It was so obvious. They were there to break up a fight, I was really wishing I was a different color. They looked at me, cutting their eyes, saying, “what the hell are you doing here?”Continue reading Hello, Old Friend
“You don’t stop laughing when you grow old. You grow old when you stop laughing.” George Bernard Shaw~
I’ve had a lot of work to do.~Responsabilities~They’ve given me a headache…~But it’s Friday~~And there’s a Luau~~Celebrating a Birthday~~So we partied~~with friends~~good friends~And it was Beautiful!
Rooster thought that it was a bit nippy here in the Volunteer State of Tennessee.
This is Jimmy on a suspension bridge in the foothills of the Smokey Mnts.
An old church in the historical settlement of Cade Cove. The dogwoods are in bloom.
Jimmy, enjoying the Smokies.
This is Miss Whitney, who had to evacuate Costa Rica because she ran out of her make-up.
Me and the Roo, way out of our element, but enjoying ourselves.
At the moment we are huddled in blankets watching Medea, drinking coffee and laughing. Life is good and I am grateful.