A photo from the family vacation in Cornwall when I was in 6th grade. The scan is more grainy than the photo, but I still love this shot.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Mountains to Move
As I get closer to the day the baby is born, it feels like there are mountains to move. Some, I am sure, are not needed, yet I construct them and am forced to move them. They, along with the important things, will be left behind when my priorities and time are reapportioned. I would love to see now from the future to know which mountains to move. Instead, I just shove ineffectually at all of them simultaneously. There are so many mountains to move.
A photo from the family vacation in Cornwall when I was in 6th grade. The scan is more grainy than the photo, but I still love this shot.
A photo from the family vacation in Cornwall when I was in 6th grade. The scan is more grainy than the photo, but I still love this shot.
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That's a cool shot! Where is that donkey now? It reminds me that I spent the summer when I was 12 with my grandparents in Switzerland. There was a donkey in a stable near the hotel we were staying in, and we would bring him sugar lumps after dinner. 17 years later Helene and I went on our honeymoon to the same town, and the SAME DONKEY was alive and well in living in the same spot!
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