Early Spring 2015

I think this was the first winter that really got me down. I usually find something beautiful in the architecture of the barren trees, clean white snow, the shadows of winter, but this year all those positive feelings went right out the window by the end of January. My soul has now been lifted by the peeking bulbs; all the daffodils & hyacinths.

Year End Thoughts 2014

Each year I am less interested in obits & year end programs & try to avoid them. It only reminds me of the inevitable which gets closer & closer. Too soon I will be w/o my bride & Bouviers, friends, books & gardens. My father lived until his 98th year so maybe there's more time than I think is probable. Could I be depressed? Maybe. The truth is that reality can be so. I try to ignore those feelings which pass over me @ times.