I Remembered

At the new place...more later.

Moving

We are actually into day two of moving. TheWife and I took boxes over yesterday. If I don't forget, I'll post a pic from there.

I Have Sons Too

There have been so many events that have taken our breath way over time...far too many. And this latest concerning the death of young Trayvon Martin is beyond shocking to put it politely. 


When I saw the first picture of Trayvon, my first thought was how young he looked for his age and second how small his body frame was. A few hours ago, Trayvon's parents were being interviewed on TV...sorry don't remember with who...and his father described what the police told him...after showing him a picture of his dead son...concerning the events that lead to the death of his son.


He was told that after Zimmerman, the security guard who was told by the police not to follow the guy, met up with Trayvon and after a scuffle, Trayvon was "straddled over Zimmerman with his hand over Zimmerman's mouth". Then Zimmerman was able to draw his weapon and fire one shot..."Trayvon put his hands in the air and said 'you got me' ", and fell back...dead or dying. Shot by someone who shouldn't have been there.


What was it that made Zimmerman want to pursue after Trayvon when he as clearly told not to. Why didn't that same instinct or whatever drove Zimmerman to the point of contact....upon that contact, without even knowing his true age, say to himself...even without gut instinct...say to himself....this is just a kid. Even if Trayvon had said something undesirable to Zimmerman....Trayvon looks like a kid and should have been handled accordingly. But apparently, Zimmerman never caught that.


It is a travesty when we are profiled/judged because of what we wear or how we look. Now I'll be the first to tell you that I'm not big on the pants around the ankles and waddling like a duck when you walk, but I do know that what I see is not necessarily the person. I like to wear a hoodie but don't usually wear the hood unless I'm shielding myself from the cold. 


Why am I all of a sudden on a tandem about anything? I have had changes in the past couple of months and just these past few weeks have been even more changes....then this happens....it struck a nerve. It happened at a time when I can no longer be silent.  


There was a moment in time, when someone didn't listen, and a young Trayvon Martin was shot and died. 


I have sons too... 

  

Sitting Here Thinking

A thought just came to me....actually there were many....but this one I like.

Taking time to break the routine...as if I really had one. But it's giving me time to see other things...some unseen in that way for a time now. I also feel as if I'm beginning to "know" the area.

I have so much to say and do in the upcoming weeks. I have been a bit flustered of late but again, I believe that break in routine gives different light...casting light on other perspectives that opens other answers.

Spring is in the air and change is on the horizon.

It Doesn't Take Much

I took these pictures in our back yard earlier today.

It doesn't take much to appreciate the fact that change is on the way.

Corners Of Hope

Hoping or wishing for something or several different things for me brings a sense of adventure, challenge. Some may say setting myself up for rejection, failure. Maybe I'm just dreaming.


Well for one thing, I have already had multiple failures! Rejection has laughed in my face upteen times!!


No, I'm not setting myself up for more of that...simply because "that" is already out there ahead of me. What I have to do is get better at avoiding them. 


Doing what you enjoy and having fun at it...in hopes that maybe someday, something just may break in a good way.

  
I think I gonna keep pecking away at what I love....continue to dream, hope, and wish.