Friday, March 07, 2008
Being in the Now
Odd photos for the caption, I know - but let me explain. There is a small, very small island in a bay here. It used to have a big mysterious house on it until the night of the hurricane. It's gone now. There was no way to get to it except by boat. I always wanted to boat to the island and see the house.
Today, while driving around the bay to pick up grandson from school, I noticed the sign - "Island for Sale." Now for a daydreaming person, that is like dangling a carrot in front of a donkey. I stopped the car, took some photos and sat and daydreamed for a while. For a house - no - but for a treehouse - wouldn't it be grand to have a tree house on that island in the most humongous tree you could imagine? To spend the night in, to go swimming the next day when it turned hot, to lie high up in the branches and watch the clouds - -
I went to school with a boy who was a boyfriend for a short time - ever notice how short those beginning girl friend/boy friend things are? This kid was sweet as they come. Anyway, I ran into him at our 10th high school reunion. He had become a National Geographic photographer. He said he owned an island. So he said. He wanted me to go there with him. I said no. I should've, maybe. No, I shouldn't have - he said he was living with a woman but implied she was less than adequate - can't remember the terminology. That's why I said no. He could've said "Yes, I have someone, but let's just do it anyway." That would have gotten a maybe. No, no it wouldn't have - - but truth be known I have always wondered "what if." And I wonder what had changed his sweetness so............life I guess.
Maybe I should get a small business loan, buy the island and devlop it. (you would laugh if you saw the size of the island) Buy it and have a tree put there, and a treehouse built and rent it to friends and/or lovers who want to get away for a couple of days and nights - to feel the damp air, listen to the birds and gulls, throw a pole over the floor edge into the water, cook breakfast on a camp stove - "Your Dream Getaway - Tree House Vacation."
The next pic is the silver ring - the image of the stone that will go on it didn't turn out well. The stone is cut pyrite and is black with silver running through it - as if the silver is almost melting through it. If it turns out really well, I might give it to older grandson when he graduates soon.
'Nuff said for now. Except the "nows" seem to hold the "thens" and the dreams for tomorrows within them, don't they? So maybe the ring picture is appropriate after all, the ring is a symbol often for eternity - and that is what the thens, nows, and dreams of the future are.