Here are some creation photos taken by my new online friend Gary taken upon his and his wife’s return to their cabin somewhere near Bend, Oregon following the conclusion of this past Thanksgiving holiday and the departure of their guests.
What follows, with his permission, are his photos and captions:
Well, the dust has settled
All is calm
The cabin calls this time of year
…
We’ll stoke the fire
maybe grab a book off the shelf
maybe just snuggle and look out, sipping something hot
It’s where, at times, you can feel the weight of the sky
or the onset of its passion
seeing, feeling its remorse
Yeah, I need to again hear the moon dog’s mournful wail
wandering thru the pines
If one flirts with creation long enough, it’ll take hold of one’s heart
never letting go
Becoming an eternal romance of the soul
For those interested in seeing and hearing more from Gary he hosts a diary thread that starts here here at Senior Forums:
I looked into these forums as a possible escape plan if my fellow codgers manage to get us old, bored retired guys chased away from this site. (So far, so good on that score.)
I’ve started a diary thread there of my own about my own retirement dream including my garden, dogs and books. I also opened a general thread on whether “soul” is a meaningful concept amongst the religiously feral in our largely secular society. I of course say it is. Interesting to hear a wide range of responses in an unaffiliated venue.