Who wouldn't be excited. . . .

LOOK AT ALL THIS BUBBLE WRAP!

free association writing

echoes the halls with stories of old
modern as they may seem
"young for their time" they'll say

the guy in the back is always gonna speak up
when it's most inconvenient for everyone else in the room

like squawking birds, brass instruments blow notes
poor imitations of jazz greats

they take it back down to the east side
on a cooler day with warmer nights
streetlights just starting to hum
along with the sounds of an uptown city scape
brick met by glass and steel
buildings with old and new designs
industry meets nature meets government housing

sounds at night coming at me from 3 sides
a road, a driveway, more driveways
a cat paws at the door to escape a beater
a sedan, a family size beater
sometimes it's a dog
i'm not a dog person

a day's worth of questions

why is our country going to war for private banks?

do we care that they don't care about us?

why is it so weird to talk to people about jesus?

when are the reality checks going to be mailed out?

am i using my gifts to their full potential?

am i using my gifts for the common good?

how can we be a healing community?

are we exchanging community for friendships?

is this message just white noise?

what's next?

 once i was told there are no stupid question, only stupid answers. once i was told there are no wrong questions, only questions unasked. now the answer to the answer to those questions, "look it up". apparently, now there are no real answers, only posted opinions.

very, very short story #1

he left a cigarette burning away in a handmade clay ashtray.

the sun shone brightly, almost whiting out the leaflet pages of the days journal entry. sun warms, breeze cools. socks and sandals. long sleeves and holes in the knees of my jeans. the crotch was patched up by little juanita. always the first spot to go. busting at the seems of my jeans and of life.

the cigarette burns on. its owner, inside, has forgotten about it and i'm left to endure its harmful fumes.

time to move.

Wedding Photography

In October I was asked to take wedding photos for some friends of mine. I've never taken photos of such an important occasion. It made me a little nervous. What if I miss the good stuff? What if nothing turns out? After all, I'm no professional nor do I claim to be. Well, these friends had faith in me and I was happy to be a part of such a special moment. Here are just a few of my favorites from the day. Some are unedited, and others I had some fun with. Enjoy!

 

Thanks again, Doug & Christy for the chance to document your special day! It was more beautiful than a camera could capture!