Flowing Through Mountains

Not much happened today.  I didn’t go to bed until 6 am this morning (because of work), then slept until 4ish.

After that I got up and did a little studying, took some pictures in the yard, and spent the evening watching Louie and sipping rum and cokes.

So, good end to an uneventful day.

I know my photos have become less “artsy” lately…but life has gotten so busy and stressful.  It’s really all I can do to just make sure I take at least one picture for the day, and post my blog. :)

School started back up today.  Back to the endless reading, driving to Gainesvsille, and crossing fingers I don’t fail any tests.

Well, I’m pulling an overnight at work today…so I better get back to it…

Wow.  Today sucked.

Let me just start by saying that I know I may not always do things “the right way”, but damn.  These past few months have taken me on one crazy emotional adventure.  Like the tides of an ocean flowing up and down the shores, my emotions have done the same.  I’ve gotten closer to some people, and others that I thought were close, are slipping away.

My eyes are open now.  What I see before me is one book closing while another one awaits, eager to show me what it has written on its pages.  It’s both sad and exciting.  Sure, it’s fun to finish a good book, but now you are no longer a part of that story.  So you set it aside, placing it among your favorite things and hope to remember the story forever.

Now what, you ask yourself.  Time for a new one I suppose.  But what kind of story do I want to read now?  What story will unfold before me at this point in my life?  That’s where the excitement comes in.  You hope for good times and many smiles.  Fun with friends and new romances.

I like to stay positive and hope that after hardships, comes something beautiful.  A new beginning if you will.  Like the trees that were burned down in a forest fire, eventually new growth sprouts up from the charred soil.  That’s what is happening with me as well.  I could easily take this situation, and become hateful or depressed.

Instead, I choose to make something beautiful.  I’ll create my own forest.

So, technically I missed posting my picture today.  Things have been a bit chaotic (See Day 75).

This photo was another playful attempt with light painting.  I took this one out of the passenger window while riding down I75.  I love the colors, and the variety of greens that decided to show up and play.

Long, LONG day ahead of me tomorrow.  Night.

Today, I messed around with the light camera app.  This one kind of reminds me of a watercolor, or a background in Lady Cottington’s Pressed Fairy Book by Terry Jones.  All it’s missing is a squished fairy.  :)

I’ve been watching these caterpillars grow the past few days, and I believe I’ve identified them!  It appears that they might be orange-tipped oakworm moths.

I have to admit, I’m kind of bummed that they are not butterflies.  Ah well.  It’s neat watching them grow, shed, change colors, and eat all the leaves.  If it’s quiet enough, I can even hear them chewing.  It’s actually quite interesting.