Tag: Memories
-
The Week In One Photo
It’s one of those weeks where I’m just going to ramble for a bit since I failed to take any photos other than this shot of the Mom’s Pantry Flashback puzzle my niece put together. I suppose I could have done a photo flashback feature of summer highlights, but I’m honestly too jaded to experience […]
-
The Week In Seven Photos
One never knows what thoughts you may reflect on during a photography outing, so on a cold winter morning after watching episodes the previous evening of my favorite tv shows this year, Prodigal Son and Lincoln Rhyme: Hunt for the Bone Collector, I was surprised when thoughts turned to career choices. For years while I sat […]
-
Ageless Or Aging Musings #8
I’ve discovered over the years that while I often agree with the quote “the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results,” sometimes I understand the need to embrace the insanity, even if it’s rooted in childhood. Recently I embraced the insane idea to watch another sad […]
-
Weekend Memories
Enjoying autumn colors, watching the swans grow up, coffee and football at mum’s house and shopping at favorite markets.
-
A Day Of Memories
It was a day of sharing memories and creating memories as my niece and I went to the University of Michigan stadium to watch Manchester United play Liverpool FC in the International Champions Cup. Back in the 90s, trips to Ann Arbor to watch the University of Michigan football team were a yearly event and […]
-
Stanley Cup Final
I‘m always sad to see the NHL season coming to a close, but I’m very excited about the Stanley Cup Final beginning tonight between the Washington Capitals and Vegas Golden Knights. I love the great story surrounding the Golden Knights, who had the worst odds last June at 150-1 to win the 2018 Stanley Cup, […]
-
Passage of Time – 50 Word Story
Standing silently along the riverbank a lifetime of memories had swept past this beautiful area. The youthful echoes of the summer laughter of children on tree swings gave way to the gentle whisper of snow dusting the initials carved into the trees marking young love and the passage of time.
-
Musings About ’80s Nostalgia
Vaguely recall receiving actual letters in the mail during the ’80s. I remember trying windsurfing in the ’80s, but never looking this cool. For my version, picture a small, waveless lake and the sail barely leaving the surface of the water. I never attempted this in any decade and if I had it would have […]
CIMPLE - A Curious Introvert's Musings & Photos about Life and Enjoyment 