Well. Another year just about gone. They fly by so fast these days. I can remember when Mike (my son) was in preschool. In the next couple months we're going to be looking at colleges for him. 
My mom has decided to give up her home in Colorado and move in with my brother's family in Hayward CA. She's almost 88 and has been living all by herself up in the mountains for the last 20+ years. Recently she's been having problems with congestive heart failure and the altitude (she lives at about 10,800 feet) is certainly not helping that. The CHF is making her legs swelll so she can't get around well, and she's on oxygen which further complicates things. She's decided she wants someone to just be around, at least. Harry (my bro) has been trying to get her to do this for years, but up until the last couple months she wasn't ready. Now she is, and will probably be moving out there in the next couple weeks. 
Go mom! 
All this has put me in a reflective and kinda solemn (but not somber) mood. I'm aware of my own mortality and that of those around me. I'm aware of how quickly some things are going to change. And how quickly I need to change other things if I'm ever going to do it at all. Not exactly a mid-life crisis, but maybe some mid-life angst.
Lately I've been fantasizing about taking a year or two off from life-as-I-know-it and living out of a camper, driving across the country doing photography full time. I don't know what we'd live on while I did this, or how Mike could afford college, or myriad other technicalities, but I really really want to do this. Maybe not this year, but sometime while I'm still able. Anyone want to finance my sebatical?
Ah well. enough introspective bullshit. What sorts of things do you dream of doing?
My mom has decided to give up her home in Colorado and move in with my brother's family in Hayward CA. She's almost 88 and has been living all by herself up in the mountains for the last 20+ years. Recently she's been having problems with congestive heart failure and the altitude (she lives at about 10,800 feet) is certainly not helping that. The CHF is making her legs swelll so she can't get around well, and she's on oxygen which further complicates things. She's decided she wants someone to just be around, at least. Harry (my bro) has been trying to get her to do this for years, but up until the last couple months she wasn't ready. Now she is, and will probably be moving out there in the next couple weeks. Go mom!
All this has put me in a reflective and kinda solemn (but not somber) mood. I'm aware of my own mortality and that of those around me. I'm aware of how quickly some things are going to change. And how quickly I need to change other things if I'm ever going to do it at all. Not exactly a mid-life crisis, but maybe some mid-life angst.
Lately I've been fantasizing about taking a year or two off from life-as-I-know-it and living out of a camper, driving across the country doing photography full time. I don't know what we'd live on while I did this, or how Mike could afford college, or myriad other technicalities, but I really really want to do this. Maybe not this year, but sometime while I'm still able. Anyone want to finance my sebatical?
Ah well. enough introspective bullshit. What sorts of things do you dream of doing?
meagan:
Did you shoot Stoli's set?
skygge:
i guess we'd better schedule a shoot 
i got a killer idea but it won't be easy
i got a killer idea but it won't be easy