The Scent

A trip to Raleigh the weekend that passed before the latter took us to a rose garden. The perfume scent the air a-buzz with the promise of flowernscesters yet to come while the wild smell among the petals dwarfed the contrived supercenter stinks in their numbers. The fragrances ran the gambit; from lucid aromas that wafted the pallet in phantasmic bouquets of silken fruit & sugars to warmongering aromatic armies that attacked the nostrils with the zeal of a spongebath du Rose Noir. It was a beautiful place, more roses than I have ever seen in one garden. Walking through the isles and looking deep into the folded centers of the painted petals I came across my name being called from across the way. An old friend came walking in suprise to greet me as she waded through the rows keeping eyes on her neice, waiting for her bridal shower to start. A change meeting, the second of that trip. 


Experimenting with macro flowerography, I find that it is essentially difficult to capture the insects that explore the rosey crevasses; eyes are out of focus, or the lure of sweeter pastures sends the pollinators to flight, missing just the perfect shot. Every now and again something good will arise out of the many, but even still the magnitude of the magnification makes for a hard sell.

 

Persistance, Quantity, and Time will tell the tale of focus, I'm sure. 

Lavender

I think finally spring has sprung its trap on winter's rebellious advances, the allies are winning and the twisted branches of Grandfather Frost are melting once again and finally into the histories. Taking advantage of the change in seasons is something I keep high on the to-do list and such as led me to some wonderful hikes, lounges, and climbingings among the weather. 


There is much that I want to accomplish, there is a groove I want to fall into for the summer. AdWords Advertising, Search Engine Optimization, Yoga, Italian. Chinese, Photography, Climbing, Camping, and a few other projects. With any luck the groove will be wide enough for me to fall among and I'll come out of the other side with a tote-full. 

The meantime exposes a lust for good beer, homemade breads, networking, and floating along the river of life... moving with it seems to work just about as good as anything when trying to get along. I am blessed to be seemingly reflectant of stress, drama, and idiocracy; life becomes easier when sleep comes quickly and idle thoughts pour over creation, exploration, and flavor rather than what might could would have been hence thusly. Relax.

Irritatingly unknown spider munching a fly in its casbah

Per the photo show I am having on the 3rd of next month I have branched out and come to meet some good people in the photo scene. For the mere price of an hour drive, Melise and I spent 8 hours with George and Betty, front runners of the Ashe County Camera Club (http://ashecameraclub.com/?page_id=1605).


We spoke of printing, photo shows, delicious morel mushrooms, music, and food. It was a wonderful evening filled with printing, conversation, and excitement. For free I recieved 10 prints of various sizes on amazing paper. I am getting them mounted and framed this week in preparation. Quite the costly endeavor, my original hope of 20-25 photos for the show may dwindle down to about 15, framing is expensive. Regardless, I look forward to the expereince and the further showcase I will have at a business here in  Boone very shortly indeed. 

Melise is doing well, preparing for her last set of exams tomorrow before the summer begins. Her best friend and roommate dates a mutual friend of ours. This evening he and I went shopping in preparation for tomorrow, a night of cooking, wine, and cheeses for the ladies and their triumphant & honorable push through the last bits of the semester. Should be a good time. 


Melise and I are doing well, enjoying eachother's company, and planning many experiences for the summer, it should be a good one filled with new work opportunities, climbing, hiking, friends, good beer, great food, and beautiful weather. 

The new camera I have procured for myself per my last post is handling wonderfully. I have been using it constantly and found many a good use for it where my previous equipment fell slightly short. The Magnesium body is durable and full of notable functions; the capabilities are welcomed in their upgrade; the capacity appreciated.


In the world of music, I must not go another minute without first suggesting a few artists:


Ray Lamontange is a master of soul and spirit. I could, and often do, listen to this man's music for days on end. He is a true master of folk, poetry, and beauty. Please explore Ray Lamontange.


Joe Purdy is another great artist with several upon several songs that hit the sound. I recommend this guy for some soft and casual listening.




My dear jazz love is Norah Jones. Like Ray, I get lost in her pourings from time to time; smooth like homemade butter and just as genuine. Please enjoy.




I leave with a disappointed mind towards Mr. Obama's speech regarding Osama bin Laden. He played to vengence, retribiution, and closure too heavily and took liberties with the pain of those affected by war's loss. He should have said the following, 


"We killed Osama bin Laden, a plot of terror will nevermore come from his mind. But we are not out of the boiler yet, one leader gone is mearly one step closer to the dismantling and disruption of organizations such as Al Qaeda, but make not the mistake that this is victory. We must continue our quest against the wretched killers of our time and pursue with a vengeance all those that would aim to hinder the right of life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness. Thank you, and good night.


He needs new speech writers, that statement he gave was crap. 


In closing I will say that I look forward to our next meeting, be it sooner, later, or tomorrow. Love to all, good night.