it was a weekend of outdoors. greyness was the tone of it all, and yet, there is always beauty in a covered space.
i love the stop i wait for the bus at immenlsey - there's this beautiful cross section of wires that seem so symbolic as i watch all walks of life around me. i can't help but take photo after photo; can't sleep - headlamp in bed; boys adventuring in the smoky clouds; the rock over deep cove - no matter how many times i end up on this rock, i can't get enough of it; taking in life; the sun finally came out as i was heading to work. perfect ending.
as an addendum - this weekend was the 20th anniversary of kurt cobain's death. there is not enough to say, that can be said to say, the world is in his debt. for reasons innumerable - whether a fan, a lover, a follower, or not... it's all worth something, and he brought it to us. and today, peaches geldof was found dead at 25, and we are all reminded that life is a flash, and then it's gone... and at the very least, make it meaningful, and impressionable, and make sure someone remembers your name.