Into My Life
I might try to move ahead of my cog in the wheel of destiny, but a long
line and a slow checker, or some other delaying factor will make sure I
arrive at the right place at the right time, no matter how hard I try
to change the pace.
it was my feeling that there was going to be a picturesque sunset
moment when the clouds in the west would light up in living color for a
brief and beautiful display of nature’s splendor.
my photo adventure at the Treehouse by testing my cameras from the
second floor landings of A and B buildings about an hour before the
actual sunset. The results were not particularly impressive, so I made
plans to go to the store to pick up something for dinner and to see how
things might look just off Masonic, at a spot above the homeless camp there.
The western sky
was just starting to get a little pink as I parked to pop
into the dollar store to pick up some ibuprofen. Activity in the
store was not going according to my plan, but being philosophical in
spirit, I accepted that I was probably where I should be at that time, (
“Wherever you go, there you are”, and other 60’s hippie, zen-like
slogans crossed my mind. )
a second checker opened a register and beckoned me to lane 4. I was
relieved of a couple of dollars plus tax, and out the door with two
containers of ibuprofen.
As I stepped
out of the store, the sky was beginning to light the clouds with a red
glow that seemed to come from within some of them. I considered getting
the camera out and taking pictures right there, but the fast food joints
and lights on poles didn’t belong in my vision of natures enchanting
spot that I had in mind was just across the way, so I got in the Buick
and headed out of the parking lot to get on Masonic and, wouldn’t you
know, there was a big blue city bus blocking the way as it slowly turned
around in the cul de sac.
pulled in on the dirt road where I knew I could get clear shots that
would include Shasta Bally. I got the Lumix and stepped outside just as
the clouds in the western sky were set ablaze.
as many composition shots as I could during the few minutes the sky was
lit with color and character, then headed over to Raley’s to pick up
some veggie lasagna. The cogs and gears that fit my existence on the
cosmic wheel of life, are once again aligned with my state of being.
All is well with the world at this juncture of time and Phil’s Place.
Today’s Timely Video;
A Good Time To Be Alive