New Year is about reflecting on the past and hopes for the future. The older I get it seems to me that the reflecting list grows longer than the hopes for the future list. It is not a negative statement by any means. It's all based in fact. What also seems to stack the deck on the reflective side is the archive of this blog. While reflecting, some of the past articles even made me laugh. My, how times change perspectives. Then, finally, if not being struck again by one of my amazing eureka points, it hit me that the hopes for the future is by design a short list. It's always going to be a short list. Peace, Hope and Joy. Three words over many, but powerful words at that. I did gleam a couple of things from the review of past January's list. Rather timely, but still in a different way that they were and are now viewed.
One,the latest tornadoes and the path of destruction and death that befell the peninsula at Lake Ray Hubbard generated my archives and brought up an article about the area that was struck hard. Bad Karma, some say. Yes, the city of Dallas sale on the sly--made to look like the voters had approved the sale when it was a legal manipulation of words that tricked a lost of voters--of Robinson Park to the city of Rowlett. That area, Dalrock and I-30 was where the most damage and the most deaths occured .The question of the landmark water tower in line of the 13-mile on-the-ground- tornadoes for a sale of land does make a story that movies have been made from.
One,the latest tornadoes and the path of destruction and death that befell the peninsula at Lake Ray Hubbard generated my archives and brought up an article about the area that was struck hard. Bad Karma, some say. Yes, the city of Dallas sale on the sly--made to look like the voters had approved the sale when it was a legal manipulation of words that tricked a lost of voters--of Robinson Park to the city of Rowlett. That area, Dalrock and I-30 was where the most damage and the most deaths occured .The question of the landmark water tower in line of the 13-mile on-the-ground- tornadoes for a sale of land does make a story that movies have been made from.
Another post came up about an old college professor, now deceased, that was an early mentor for me. He had written so many translation on the works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, loved American Jazz, was a connaisseur of fine brandy and quoted Shelley repeatedly. The most famous of his likes could be a tribute to those that lost their lives on I-30.
Death is the veil which
Those who live call Life.
They sleep, and it is lifted.
Two, there were a lot of broken hearts in Arlington on New Year's Eve. There were a lot of joyous fans as well. Like a stop light, there were green hearts and red hearts. The green hearts go back to Ingham County to re-group.
A red-tailed bird ( I would not want to misrepresent, especially to those of 600mm lens, the experts in all fields. ) |