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Thursday, August 4, 2011

Storms in my Mind

I get very introspective when it rains.  Something about the quiet roll of thunder and patter of raindrops on leaves makes my heart open.  I started thinking about how I'd love to do photography again, after standing on the porch taking shots of glittering water falling from our hanging plant and zucchini flowers.

My grandfather was a photographer, and my dad has always been into it, even if it wasn't professionally.  Last year I was told I had a good eye like my grandpa and I wish I could turn that into a career that I would enjoy.  Then I second guess myself.  I look at my picutres and don't know if they are really any good at all.  No one ever seems to react to them so I don't know if I'm the only one who loves a shot or not.  I also don't really know a darn thing about Photography.

Then I was sitting around listening to some real oldies.  In this world of hip hop, gangsta rap and bad pop we have forgotten about the golden oldies that allowed us to warp music like we have.  Even the old stations that played oldies, now only play a block of music starting in the late 80's and moving forward.  I knew the day would come when the music I grew up with would become "oldies" but I was not prepared for the day when we would lose Buddy Holly, The Zombies and even a good portion of the Beetles.  How can we have forgotten that?  Why does the world assume that no one wants to hear those songs anymore?  I am baffled by this, and I find myself wanting to scoop up the music so that I will still have that part of history to share with my children.  We still have classical stations, why not oldies?

As the world moves forward, I wish some times we'd look back and take a moment to bring something forward again to show the children growing up.  It's their past too and they get cheated quite often.

I'll stop my ranting now and share two pictures I took yesterday after the rain.


  1. Yes, makes me feel to know that my kids don't and won't know the music I listened to growing up.

    Love the first picture. I always wish I could take cool pictures like that.

  2. It is sad. I wish that more people had a love of the past and a want to preserve it.

    Thanks. :) I stood out in the rain trying to catch those little drops.