Old Photograhs
September 23rd, 2005 at 11:05 pm (Musings)
Yes, I’ve changed the blog, again. I’m a tweaker - what can I say? For years, I’ve collected old photographs, but I’ve never quite figured out what to do with them. Still, every time I pass by a bin of photos in an antique store or junk shop, I am compelled to stop and sort for an hour or more. I don’t know what’s collectable, much less valuable, but I know when a picture grabs me and won’t let go. Those are the photos that travel home with me. I keep them wrapped in a small, brown paper bag in my grandmother’s dresser.
I’ve never been much of a scrapbooker (I think I made it up to Kenzie’s first Christmas) or a journaler (evidenced by the many blank books lying around the house, only a few of their pages filled), but I do enjoy blogging, for some reason (and tweaking the blog, obviously). Luckily, Kenzie loves to see himself on the web. Tonight, he spent over an hour looking through the blog archives, grinning wildly and yelling, “I remember that!”
The wind has picked up a bit here, but because the storm shifted to the east, we may not even see rain. I’ve been watching CNN intermittently, but mostly I’ve kept it on mute, listening to Gillian Welch, instead. “Gotta be a song left to sing, ’cause everbody can’t have thought of everything.” Ah, Gillian Welch and a glass of wine….