so i got up early this morning to go to the cemetery to watch/takes pictures of the sunrise with my friend
well... it was too cloudy for a sunrise... i mean - it still
happened... but no pretty pics of pretty colors and shadows and
such... oh well.... i'll try again some other time... i did however
manage to get these...
my friend loyd...
i love that william blakeman almost always has a flag or flowers...
but then i realized that my tree...
this tree...
and
this tree...
was gone... this tree that meant, means so much to me, is now
this...
and this view
just isn't the same...
and this weed
just isn't as pretty...
so i stood there and had my moment... yeah - i cried... i don't know why i did... it totally took me by surprise... maybe because that tree had been a focus of mine from the beginning and all of a sudden, with no warning, it was gone... i think we all know what that feels like...
so anyway... i had my moment and moved on...
made my way to the back of the cemetery... found some new friends...
i know it's kinda blurry... they were far away...
i noticed that there was one brown/white cow in the midst of all the black/white cows... i wonder how many times that poor little fella heard
how now brown cow???
i bet he hated all those other cows... so while i stood in a cemetery at 7:00 on a saturday morning, by myself, laughing like a fool, i figured i probably ought to head on home before i got myself into trouble...
2 comments:
I wonder what happened to the tree. People always hype sunsets, but I think sunrise's are way better. If you can get up.
I agree with Lisa, a sunrise is the promise of a new day, I like them much better. You don't have to tell me anything about crying for no reason, I'd have cried too if my tree was gone, and I don't have the (immediate) post-partum excuse anymore : )
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