Forward to the past

It's not a working farm today but it in its time I believe the owners were very important people.

On their property, they also had a huge white steeple church and a school house.

But, what was impressive from the road was the large RED wheel and the sound of forceful, flowing water.

Forward to the past, 2009

Wonderfully inviting.

I normally try to take photographs with people in my photos, but this day, people were not important.

Notewell: my photo has one of those mysterious "dust spots" that comes and goes.

I could have photoshopped it, but I believe that the mysterious spot does not alter the beauty of the photo.

What do you think?

But the truth is that I am feeling very lazy.

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The Missing Link

He strummed, hummed, sang and contorted his face and mouth as if his head was made of silly putty.

He was having a good time standing there on a sheet of ice that was slowly melting away.

The guitarist didn’t seem to care and neither did the audience distracted by his flamboyant theatrics, very similar to Jim Carrey.

The Missing Link, 2009

I then realized he was the found missing link to global warming the newspapers had described that morning.

And,

He was at Sea World in San Diego all that time.

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I knew him before we met

I was in the car just about to leave when I saw this young man sitting on the bench looking so lonely, forlon and sad.

Little did he know that I knew what his future would bring.

You see, somewhere there is a little 10 year old girl learning the aerodynamics of the hula hoop she just got for her birthday.

She plays hop scotch, nock hockey, ping pong and dances to the latest music of Dick Clark's American Bandstand.

I knew him before we met, 2009

She and her friends are the original street corner dancers before street dancing was in vogue.

She shares secrets with her friends telling them how unsure she is of boys.

She's not confident. You see a swing hit her in the mouth and damaged her teeth.

Meanwhile, the fellow on the bench hasn't felt to well himself.

He is shy, awkward and angry.

Some twenty years will go by and by pure luck the little girl and him will meet.

For time has a way of making the wrong right.

They both are in a better place, with many more friends they ever dreamed of.

Their self-esteem, shyness, awkwardness and anger will have dissipated.

If he looks very hard, she will be the one waiting for him to sing to her.

I hope he watches and listens.

Notewell: Photo shot while in a moving car.

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