Sorting through

going through all my pics from the trip I can only surmise that it's best not to take many from a moving vehicle. Not only do I have reflection after reflection on my pics...but when the wind screen is covered in prairie insects it is an exercise in futility trying not to show bugs. Eventually you end up thinking of the insects as part of the "road trip charm"....at least you try and convince yourself of that.
Some great photos are resting admidst some very bad photos. I have many gigabytes of pic and film and trying to do what I can...from blow-ups..considering the pixels...to what art I can make with the not so good ones..to what film I can make if I string together bits of video here and there. A woman can only sit on her butt for so long. I am not fond of sitting still for long periods of time and my right knee is barking too. I guess I am going to have to pace myself...a little work, a little exercise...a little work etc. What pics can be turned into cards for money? oh so many things to think about. Vacations are not just about the trip anymore ..for me at least.

Gods falling

It's interesting when you reach the age when your gods aren't so anymore..when you start to question them all...when you see that they really are human afterall. It's good to see these people that raised you as simply human with their own mistakes, their own frailties and failings, it's good to see that it isn't just "because I said so" anymore. It's sad and it's also hard because questioning is taking away that one assuredness that you were raised with..that some could do no wrong. It's also a tough time when you realize that you really are alone now or that you've swapped roles and you become the one with the answers. I love you and I wish you could see the error of what you are doing but this is your life, this is your learning to make and take and the Creator knows what it is doing. I can only sit back and close my eyes and pray that it works out for the best for you.

Our gay adventures.

Back from trip...happy to be back. Prairies are beautiful and serene but they are not the ocean and mountains. Travelling twelve-thirteen days in a car with a friend is a test of anyones friendship indeed...especially when you get older and set in your independant ways. We've bickered and realized that it was just hard to have your "freedom" curtailed by another always "there"..unless that "other" is a romantic partner but even then they each need their own space at times. I learnt my tolerance and intolerance. Thankyou for taking me along Barry. I love you as always..your friend, B.
ps. I think Barry and me will be the only ones to get the title of this post. :)