Memories Spin in a Gust of Wind

This first photo was taken by my bro Larry Andreasen, also known as bobshots on Flickr.  Kind and gentle soul, he captured a feeling of timelessness here that I love about the lake.

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At times when the wind blows, it seems to pull me right out of my body and take me on a journey through life and time, as senses expand and tingle and scents from long ago drift by in full color.

Before I got seriously into photography in about 2007, I wrote.. pages and pages of emotional processing after losing loved ones, interspersed with descriptions of the beauty around me.  Tonight  the mood returned for a bit.  If you are only here for the photography, now is the time to close the page and return to browsing.

This photo below is from around 1994-96.  Looking at it now, and then looking in the mirror I am surprised at the difference.  I keep thinking of cutting my hair off once again like I did back then, but now it would be half gray, with many more lines and wrinkles in the face and each wrinkle with a story behind it.  As to the hair, I wonder if the curls would return if it was short again.  Mom’s were…her hair was so pretty and silver curling around her laughing face. and her wrinkles were soft and full of love.   Funny how time slowly erodes us away.  Back when this photo was taken 20 years ago (oh gosh is it really 20?)  I even cared more how I look… now i just dress guerilla style, rough and tough, ready to be out in all conditions at any moment.  Forget to brush my hair some days and my clothes don’t always match.  At least my socks still do!

 

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 I hear the wind whipping around outside tonight and feel the spirits dancing free, unhindered now by bodies that were failing. My mind seems to jump and spin as the clouds whip on by, and the moist air washes through my body as I breathe in deeply.  Perhaps if I step into that wind it might carry me far and wide to see the lands I dream of,  the friends I have only met online, and the places where the spirits dance and sing and pray to help guide us along our sometimes rocky way.

Peace be with you

always.

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Larry Andreasen took the next two photos

and the darling daughter who makes my day when I hear her lovely voice

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