My sleeping has taken a turn for the worse. I’m getting two to four hours more often. And it’s not due to the news. It’s this squirrel in the roof, scratching, damaging the ceiling above my bed… and that’s after the fact that my quality of sleep has been poor with the bed already since 2014. This house, this environment, the isolation, for years, and it gets worse like this. I mean, animals actively keeping you awake in the ongoing process of your home being destroyed. It is such a breaking point, how much I can’t live here.
I keep forgetting it’s spring. It’s supposed to be the season that follows winter, the way the animals are out— the squirrels running about, hopping onto… snow banks. Last Wednesday was incredibly windy. I remember the car being pushed around. I couldn’t be out walking in the park for long since the wind chill was freezing my face; I more jogged than walked that day. It was also the day London was attacked… I’ll let the news reports speak for that. Suffice it to say, Wednesday kind of sucked for many.
As for today, it is raining. And for that, it’s a good thing my mother bought me new shoes, recently, despite the fact that she did so against my wishes (I was there, saying ‘no’ repeatedly) and the fact that they don’t fit. It’s days like this that test how waterproof said shoes are. (Sigh, and boy, over $40 bucks of labor to be walked through mud repeatedly with my daily walk…)
It shows that the rain has let up that there were mini-lakes when I went out just before noon for the first sixteen passes of my walk… and to find “junk” mail. The above image had a large stream; now you can only see the effects of the water. (…And in trying to find a good word for said affects in the sand, I stumbled upon this article. (Yeah, make our streams and waterways “great” again by allowing the dying coal industry to pollute them. The ignorance is strong with this one.))
But instead of getting into politics… even though government tends to make or allow things to get worse no matter the stripes or colors… I will now reveal some of the fruits of my photography labor by documenting the progression of spring so far Continue reading Spring update→
A few weeks into Summer, here, in North America; temperatures have entered the 80s (Fahrenheit) in Maine, and over 100 toward the West coast—even the North, enough to make it hard to imagine there being any snow in Fargo right now…