A soft reflected look

This picture was not taken today

In fact two people will not be found "reflected back as shadows" today because the walk was taken many months ago. Kathy was still getting better, but then we did go over to the craft fair at the high school. It happens once a year and it is a very good one. Artists with a variety of skills come from all over the country for this fair. We went two years ago and found a lady that did some neat stuff and she was there today. She remembered Kathy? and what items she sold her two years ago. This is not a surpise to anyone that knows Kathy real well by the way.

The picture is a favorite. I have in on my desk.

Scanner on my computer now works.

Nothing here is a product of that, yet. The good news is that I can scan some better stuff for my blogs going forward. Then too I sent Mike a picture of Skipper. No relationship to these guys below by the way. Skipper was a good old dog. Showed up when I was about 8 or 10? and stayed for 23+ years I think. I left before he did. He took center stage on a blog way back a month or two ago.

I got some emails back on my "two wolves" story. See blog of November 23rd. I sent it out to some folks by email. Better answers back on emails than this blog, really. Anyway I don't know that I am really all that interested in wolves but even in a picture I find their eyes interesting. Actually I liked to watch the eyes of Mike's cat. Good cat. I would give her a A for being the best cat I have come accross. Now I have no " cat standard" to measure by. I am not sure I really like dogs really except Ginger.

It usually takes several points of view that let you come up with anything useful or maybe original. In fact "thinking" is what takes place when your finding something from several points of view. Reporting information collected sometimes only from one source is not thinking. For example, I was thinking that I find the picture and the shadow interesting becuase it is a "reflection of a fun time" and then the picture itself is a reflection of a reflection. Wouldn't it be intersting to see with other eyes. Wonder if we see things different now, and if there is more new to see, than just the shadows once missed. What is really the reflection?

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,

And nodding by the fire, take down this book,

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once,

and of their shadows deep;