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Thoughts of the Moment ...


These days I find myself reflecting on days gone by - How my brother used to call me "Kreepy"(a knickname that always made me laugh)- He seemed to have knicknames for everyone - How as much as we fought as kids, we enjoyed and loved each others company as adults - Family Beach Day Sundays on the weekends with Aunts, Uncles and Cousins - Summer Vacations in Maine - Such fond memories!
My deep thoughts happen when I am writing or photographing. As I have mentioned before, I visit a beautiful pond not too far from where I live. It is the best place to be creative. In an environment that speaks to me. The photo above is from this past weekend while capturing Autumn in New England. My favorite season ...
Always thinking I had "time" - If there is one lesson I have learned is that tomorrow is not a guarantee - We do not have as much time as we all think - Make the best use of your time, laugh more, hug more, get together more ... Do the things you want to do ... Do not let this life pass you by ... I reflect on how grateful I am that I have traveled, worked many jobs, met amazing people along the way - But somehow, it is not enough ... Still so much more to do ... More to see ... and to learn ... These are the things that fuel me ...

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