Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Albany Calla Festival August 2009
I have moved, folks. Now located in the Albany area, but still travel to the Adirondacks when I can. Why the move? Many personal and professional reasons. It was a hard decision...
I miss the beauty.
But its a tough place to do business, and to live alone.
When you are self-employed, you work round the clock to get your business off the ground, which is not good for a personal life. So I moved to re-create some balance, that I might enjoy the beauty - more. Pretty simple, really.
And the calla lilies inthis photo? Fake. Same with the Calla-Lily festival. But, they are still beautiful, aren't they? I suppose I posted this because, in fact - you create beauty where you go... and this was in a child's 'Secret Garden' I created for a client in the Albany area, as I do landscaping on the side.
Life is good. Always.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
love never dies...
Don't Ask The Angels How They Fly
Knowing there's only so much time,
I don't rejoice less but more.
Knowing how many things will now
not happen, I wish them Godspeed
and pass them on to someone
down the line. I honor my
regrets, the part of me that
never happened or happened wrong
and proceed on course though
the course is not known. Only
the end is known and some days
it's a comfort. We live on
love, whether it's there or
not and rejoice in it even in
its absence. If I had known,
I'd have come here better equipped -
but that's another one of those
things you can't change - as we
can't alter that part of us
that lives on memory, knowing
all the while that time is not
real and that what we are we
never were in the light of that
timeless place where we really
belong, have belonged always.
And what's left then is only
to bless it all in the light of
what we don't and will never
know or at least not here where
the light is only a shadow of
that light we almost see sometimes -
that light that's really home.
Albert Huffstickler
On my 69th birthday - Dec 17, 1996
A poem worth considering....
Knowing there's only so much time,
I don't rejoice less but more.
Knowing how many things will now
not happen, I wish them Godspeed
and pass them on to someone
down the line. I honor my
regrets, the part of me that
never happened or happened wrong
and proceed on course though
the course is not known. Only
the end is known and some days
it's a comfort. We live on
love, whether it's there or
not and rejoice in it even in
its absence. If I had known,
I'd have come here better equipped -
but that's another one of those
things you can't change - as we
can't alter that part of us
that lives on memory, knowing
all the while that time is not
real and that what we are we
never were in the light of that
timeless place where we really
belong, have belonged always.
And what's left then is only
to bless it all in the light of
what we don't and will never
know or at least not here where
the light is only a shadow of
that light we almost see sometimes -
that light that's really home.
Albert Huffstickler
On my 69th birthday - Dec 17, 1996
A poem worth considering....
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