It's Just Another Day

Fridays were meant for fun.  There's a certain release experienced with the end of a work week that I still experience - even though you don't technically get a "Friday" when you work for yourself.  Nevertheless I still revel in the work that I did during the week and frivolously look forward to the weekend that I know is coming.  One where work can wait.

This weekend is a little different.  This is the first Friday after my wife has departed for grad school. No longer having her in the house is taking some time getting used to.  Things are more quiet, more simple I suppose.  Peanut may be having a bit harder time than me adjusting to the new living situation but it's not easy for either of us.

Work helps keep my mind busy.  I'll be traveling to see my wife this next weekend and will be doing some commercial architectural shooting through Oregon on my way back.  Looking forward to that.

And to seeing my beautiful wife reunited with my beautiful dog.

Shangrila is a Lick Away

Summer is like a giant lollipop laced with lsd that you take lick every day for 3 months.  The sand, the salt, the sun, the smiles - the high never really goes away.  

Summer as a young kid, I remember: Summer!... Wake up, go to the beach, hunt lizards, run through the woods, find the top speed of your friend's new go cart, explore the quintessential meaning of fireworks, experience the true pleasure of having absolutely nothing to do (an experience you won't actually appreciate until much later in life).

Those early years of summer make an imprint on our psyche and never go away, even after we become adults - summer means fun.

In summer there is redemption.  Even with our busy lives, meetings, deadlines, we find time to make a little extra time for summer.  One might be forgiven if they thought they were in heaven.  Even if we know that it, like the lollipop, will soon be gone.

Here Chad, with gaptooth abandon and a twinkle in his eye, explains what summer is all about.