I started this project, with the expectation that my father might not be around at the end of it. Is it common to think that we have more time than we ever really do? As I sat down to work on some more pictures and get into the project some more, the phone rang and instead of taking pictures I instead, went to see my pop. It was the last time I got to be with him while he was alive.
It has been over a month since then and this project is still important to me, maybe now more than before. Behind the scenes I have been working on some things, taking pictures, crafting some characters for what this seems to be turning into, and doing some thinking on what my next steps are. But somehow sitting down at the computer to post some pictures and write a few words has just been difficult. Even now, I want to put it off until tomorrow, knowing full well that tomorrow will come with another reason to push it a day.
Today just seems like a good day to start again though. Before March begins seems like the right time to get back on some sort of schedule. Pop used to give roses to anyone walking by the house. Actually, he gave them to people he met on his walking route as well. I found more than one rose in the laundry that I missed taking out of his pocket when I ran a load. While it was a bit frustrating to clean flower petals out of the washer, it is hard to be angry at what was a potential kind act.
So today, I’m just posting some rose photos. I’ll get around to some different pictures shortly. It has taken some time but now I’m getting back to some sort of equilibrium, where I can move forward with this work.