Good Morning All,
This weekday feature is for Juicers who are are on the road, traveling, or just want to share a little bit of their world via stories and pictures. So many of us rise each morning, eager for something beautiful, inspiring, amazing, subtle, of note, and our community delivers – a view into their world, whether they’re far away or close to home – pictures with a story, with context, with meaning, sometimes just beauty. By concentrating travel updates and tips here, it’s easier for all of us to keep up or find them later.
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For each picture, it’s best to provide your commenter screenname, description, where it was taken, and date. It’s tough to keep everyone’s email address and screenname straight, so don’t assume that I remember it “from last time”. More and more, the first photo before the fold will be from a commenter, so making it easy to locate the screenname when I’ve found a compelling photo is crucial.
Have a wonderful day, and enjoy the pictures!
I’m so happy to finally run these pictures. Ben was kind enough to submit these last August, right in the middle of the drama of my mom’s aborted surgery and followup, leading to chemotherapy. I found them moving, powerful, and important. They also stirred up some uncomfortable thoughts about the possibility of my mom losing her battle with cancer; she did.
I’m in a better place now, still full of pain, but less raw and debilitated. And so it is time to run these pictures and join Ben in some reflection. Thank you so much for these pictures – they meant a lot, and I did spend more than a few evenings looking at them, reading your words, and feeling the pain and joy of loving a parent and missing them.
Today, pictures from valued commenter Ben Cisco.
What You Leave Behind
I’m home, starting the process of dealing with Dad’s affairs. Was walking around the property and it occurred to me that even though we value the memories more than physical things, those things do remain, providing memories in and of themselves.
Bridge Over What Water?
Dad built this trellis decades ago, crossing over what was then a rivulet(?) of water, long since dried up.
Toolshed Mk. I
Dad loved his tools, and outgrew this structure in very short order.
I have a thing that I live by – Periodically, dump everything out of a drawer and stick it in a box. If you don’t use it in six months, dump it. dad did NOT follow this philosophy.
I actually used this as a child; it was startling to see it again after all these years but it made me very happy.
Wow – what a cool old camera! I’ll try to get a photo or two of my dad’s “leather” work items I remember vaguely from my early childhood. Once I was born, he spent little time “in the field” (in the wilds of Africa or South America, scouting and analyzing geologic features for oil companies) so these items were usually on a back shelf in the closet. But they reeked of adventure and time spent away from civilization.
Dad dug and stocked this himself. He thoroughly enjoyed being out here, even if he was just sitting.
Looks like heaven! If I had land like that, a stocked fish pond would be a requirement; fresh fish every day is ideal, especially if it’s something I caught myself!
Thank you so much Ben Cisco, do send us more when you can.
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