Rain check

The best of intentions are often thwarted by events beyond our human control. Rain, while ultimately a life preserving necessity without which we’d soon wither and disintegrate, also can at times prevent us from doing stuff… like going on a photo walk with friends.

Some of my cameras are weather resistant… but, that doesn’t guarantee that they are proof against a deluge and so it is with respectful regret and understanding that we are literally taking a rain check on this weekend’s photography adventures.

A rainy day indoors on the back end of a week of Covid lock down, also provides an opportunity to skim through old photos.

Going through and reviewing old photos was and is a very interesting journey back through time… I was very, pleasantly surprised to find quite a few that I liked… why had I ignored them in the past? One major reason is that I discovered that there over 30,000 images I have stored. Mind boggling… There are quite a few that were not taken by me… and quite a few weird images that were some how planted, by my son I think, as they seem to be saved screenshots from his past collection of computer games… So, rather than use this free time to spring clean and delete all of these mysterious, unwanted images, I instead went though the years and selected some for the gallery.… see my Gallery “Rain.. a blessing and a curse” to view some images I pulled kicking and screaming from their comfortable sleep in the dry warmth of my computer’s hard drive.

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son

And where have you been, my darling young one

I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains

I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways

I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests

I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans

I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard

And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard

It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Excerpt from A Hard Rains a-gonna Fall, Bob Dylan… recorded 6 December 1962.

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