Keeping touch with “friends”.

 

When I am buried in projects I put my energy and all into them.  Many times in my life, I have taken on tasks that are bigger than life and sometimes, even bigger than I thought they would be.  What happens in the rest of my life goes to rack and ruin …collecting clutter, dust, and in some cases decay.  You know you have a great friend when no matter how long it has been… they are just there for you.  What makes the distance is your own embarrassment about the temporary abandonment.  You want to say.. I didn’t forget you.. but in many ways you did.   Out of sight…out of mind.  I have done that with a great friend….a friend that helped me believe that I have some talent.. a friend that has traveled far and wide with me and has helped me see better than I can with my own eyes.   I know that friend will be there just the same as when I left..  I trust friend will be patient with me as I try to move from snapping to composition.  We have a date mid-day Sunday to go look at trains.  Others will be there with their friends…but while I have been estranged, they have gotten more intimate.  Tucker dog is watching me and is too old and tired to be shy... so we said hello...but  I am going to treat this outing as a simple first day… nothing fancy…..but time together … just Bonny and Nixon D90…..and the trains.