December 2011
12 posts
XXXIII
It’s interesting looking at old pictures of myself. I’ve changed but not really. My hair is longer, beard fuller, and I’m a little thinner in the face. But I still look the same. The changes were all internalized. I am a little older and hopefully a little wiser. I’ve grown from everything that’s happened since then. Things that have happened and made me put...
XXXII
A night of revelry and of friends. A birthday celebration. Miniature golfing and going to a bar on the lake. Laughing on the porch and broken glass. Stumbling out when the bigoted cook started making racist comments. A house tour and playing with other people’s cameras. Cats hiding upstairs and sneaking around thinking that no one would see them. Telling stories and jokes while...
XXXI
Two fellow travelers here on this planet. One I have known for the last five years. Over that time we became close, drifted apart, and then back together. Becoming the best of friends. The other I have not known for nearly as long but I have still formed a bond with.
The three of us tromped through the mud at Mendon Ponds one afternoon and finally found a dry hill to drink some beer on. We...
XXX
A bitterly cold day. Five degrees outside and the air is completely still. Not a cloud in the sky and everything was silent. I sat and smoked most of a pack of cigarettes that morning. I would always come out and brush the freshly fallen snow off of a spot on the porch next to the pillar and sit there. Or I would just pace back and forth, looking down at how my boots or moccasins would pack...
XXIX
This was the last time that some of us ever saw each other. Backyard of the Alfred Street house with some people that I miss and with others that I don’t. We spent hours grilling food and drinking beer. Lots of beer, until most of us were drunk. We decided to set fireworks off. Mostly just some giant bottle rockets but also some Roman Candles. One of them ended up landing on the...
XXVIII
The first snow of the year fell gently around them. They were sitting on her porch, drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes in silence. Neither had said much to the other for the last few weeks. He had been busy at his new job and she was busy with her classwork. He still felt good about things though and was thinking about what to buy her for Christmas. His eyes closed, he looked up towards...
XXVII
The flash from the camera erupted like it was being fired out of a 10-gauge shotgun. Further away than she could see, something bolted into the underbrush. All she heard were a few twigs snapping and then nothing but silence again. She trudged forward. The path illuminated by the moon and star light but she was still seeing spots from her camera flash. ”I may as well be using...
XXVI
The young man stared up through the overhanging branches. He listened intently for any sound of another Man. He was lost but only in a physical sense. His body was in a place that it had never been and did not know how to return to the places it knew. His mind however, was beaming. He had never felt this at home. No one was here to bother him. To ask him trivial questions or complain...
XXV
Tromping through a tree farm looking for a Christmas tree. I was dressed in much too nice of clothing to lie in the mud for 30 minutes sawing a tree down but it felt good when we were done and the ache in my right arm was proof of it. We ran across some milkweed and played like children. Pulling it apart and blowing it like fluffy bath bubbles. I was just recently back to this places and not...
XXIV
He was like my brother for four years. We grew incredibly close. We shared laughs, drinks, more meals than I can count and we shared secrets. We celebrated birthdays and other holidays like a family and we have told each other everything.
Looking back, this walk in the woods was a nice metaphor for the next few months of our lives. We were both lost, uncertain about either of our futures....
XXIII
The water. Infinite in it’s beauty and nearly as infinite in appearance. The water joined the sky on this day and it was incredible. The fog was thick across the lake and the air was still. The perfect moment on the water. The only regret that I have is that I did not wade out into the water. So that I might have melded with that perfect day. Surrounded by the fog and the surf. The...
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XXII
Luna. A good friend’s cat. I have not seen either of them in ages. It is strange looking at this photo. I am instantly transported back to the day that I took it. I can remember who was there and what we did. I know that this is the beauty of photographs but sometimes, it hits me hard. I miss this day. And I miss this cat. Even if she did hate nearly everyone. But then again, she...