Your turn: How do you grow young?
A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.
Your turn: How do you grow young?
"Life is short. Break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that makes you smile."
"We cannot hold a torch to light another's path without brightening our own."I sure wish more citizens of our planet took these wise words to heart. Don't you?
"Courage, sacrifice, determination, commitment, toughness, heart, talent, guts. That's what little girls are made of; the heck with sugar and spice."Our daughter has a big week ahead of her as she graduates from eighth grade and sets her sights on high school. I've often said she's got a spine made of titanium because she's sandwiched in between two brothers. She's learned to fend for herself, to carve out her own space and ensure her voice doesn't get lost in the sibling-driven near-chaos.
About this photo: We're still sharing signs as part of our latest Thematic (link here). To be perfectly frank, it's been a busy, stressful week around here, so I simply haven't had time to ponder and prepare the next theme. Suggestions welcome.
For some reason, these words ring especially strongly in my head tonight. Persistence is a remarkable thing, no?
Your turn: What else is remarkable to you?
Seize the day and all that, right?
About this photo: We're still sharing sign-themed pictures as part of this week's Thematic. New theme goes live tomorrow (Wednesday) night, but for now we're still in a sign-ish kinda mood. Are you? We sure hope so. Click here if you are.Once upon a time, before the virtual replaced the physical, bulletin boards like this could be found in front of every apartment building, grocery store and community center from here to Poughkeepsie.
"The real world is not user-friendly."
Kelvin Throop III
The calendar reminds us that today is Father's Day. Allow me to apologize in advance for what I'm about to say."He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it."
I'll never understand people's apparent aversion to proofreading. It's one thing when you're publishing online - and can change it on the fly - and quite another when it's painted on a metal plate and bolted onto a golf cart for all time.
I'm guessing this course doesn't have too many LGBT members.
Your turn: Have you run into any spelling faux-pas in your own travels?
"Everyone do your little bit of good where you are; its those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world."
We come across signs every day. Most of the time, they barely register beyond subconscious thought. We automatically acknowledge them before moving on with the important business of, well, moving on.
But sometimes we see a sign that makes us think. Or shake our heads. Or crinkle our brow. And for the next week, I'd like us to explore the signs around us that didn't quite make the grade.
Why signs? Because there are so many signs (sorry) of incompetence around us that it saddens me to think that no one celebrates the crapitude that created them in the first place. I think a little photographic love will give us all a few reasons to smile in the days to come.
Your turn: Please post a picture of a less-than-stellar, funny or just plain sad sign on your blog. Or find one that's already been posted (as old or as recent as you want.) Leave a comment here letting folks know where to find it. Visit other participants and share as many pics through the week as you wish. Interpret to your heart's content, as there are no rights and wrongs in Thematic. It's all about fun, sharing and stretching our photographic boundaries. Are you in?
Your turn: Did you have a hell of a good time today?
About this photo: It's "family" week this week here at Written Inc. And if you'd like to share your own family-themed Thematic entry, just head here.
"There is no such thing as a worthless conversation, provided you know what to listen for."
James Nathan Miller
It's slowly becoming apparent to me that time is something we never seem to have enough of. I try to use whatever time I have in the most efficient way possible, but even then I'm getting to the end of each day wishing it could be just a little bit longer.
So tonight, as I sit beside the soccer field and watch our daughter play, I'm going to try to slow it down a bit, even if it's just in my mind, because she won't be playing soccer forever. And I, like everyone who reads this, only have a finite number of days to work with.
I thought these words from Mr. Norris might sum up the spirit of this entry:
"How you spend your time is more important than how you spend your money. Money mistakes can be corrected, but time is gone forever."
Your turn: So how are you going to spend your time?
I thought this thought might help us start the week in a somewhat more pleasant manner. Mother Teresa always did have a way of seeing the opportunity in everything:
"Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin."
Your turn: Mondays. Please discuss.
"Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving."
"The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain."Your turn: What's the appeal of dancing in the rain?
About these photos: Thematic Photographic explores "well aged" this week, and I thought this lovingly preserved set of wheels qualified in spades. If you've seen something - or someone - with experience through your lens, please head here to let the sharing begin.I often wonder if the folks who designed and assembled this car a lifetime ago knew that decades later it would become an object of desire for those who appreciate history. Just as often, I shift my timeline a little and wonder if the folks who designed and assembled my neighbor's Chevrolet Impala ever wonder the same thing. Then I wonder if said Impala will ever become as unique in some future time as this vehicle is in ours.