Saw the web. Switched to Macro. Had the Greg Williams setting on my new camera. Then I walked into the web.
Author: duckshots
Lapsed lawyer. Reader. Photographer. Jewish. Strongly attached to loving, caring, wife-Sharon. Working at remaining relevant. Hoping that my body and mind outlive my dreams. Maybe something I blog will make some sense.
Power Ball Dream
Not sure why I buy these, but I can always dream. Just like to get my money back. Well, at least some of the money goes to fund education, though in Florida, where there is censorship and altered history (slaughter of native americans by Trumps favorite president – andy jackson), education and vaccines are not appreciated.
Lorin Duckman’s Legs
So, I have a blood cancer, bad veins and circulation, spinal stenosis and who knows what. Memory not what it was (good for me, because there is so much to forget. I have ankles.
Just a Tree
Well, it can never be just a tree, because no two are alike and there is nothing like a tree. Just ask Joyce Kilmer.
Was A Farm
In 2015, we continued our escape. Moved to Florida where Jews used to go to die. Bought a condo in West Boynton Beach, a place not near a beach. Situated in an Agricultural Reserve, restaurants, grocery stores and a movie theatre were a straight line’s drive away. Buses drove farmworkers to the fields. Today, no farm workers and no farms. The absence of the former is unrelated to the latter.
Standing Time’s Test
Still alive and cooking. Avoiding boiling water and oil. Having fun. Enjoying life.
Iguana Prowl
Looks prehistoric. Invasive species. Not a friend of mine or nature. Need a license to shoot them. Not my job. I just walked by.
Democracy 2025
Went to a John Lewis tribute (to honor him) and demo to see what politics are doing in FL. Lots of excited people. Too many of them, but who knows. The more people who know how bereft of morals and kindness the Republicans are, the more democrats there will be.
Notice the woman between the signs and the person in black on the left. Sharon and I.
Lorin Duckman at 78
So, I made it. A year ago, I sat in a hospital bed, didn’t know if it was my birthday or death day. Have regained my spirit, if not my endurance, memory and flexibility. Blood perfect for CLL/lymphoma, but not for humans with good blood. Hard not to reflect on my failed existence. I’ll pass.
Still have Sharon, a few friends and a passion for photographic art.
OBSERVER
You have an ability to fly. Try it. Imagine what you would see. Fly over some plants. Go places you have not been. Learn to look.