WINTER WONDERLAND OF LONG AGO 1966
One of my better black and white photos. Each time i view it, i recall the morning i took it. Now, nearly fifty years have disappeared. Now, i realize how quickly life passes. Oh, if i continued in this frame of mind i could become despondent and depressed. There are few people who experience joy with the passing of time unless one is waiting to turn 16 or 21. And that reminds me, don't drink and drive. One's mind races as they age. Talk about ability to concentrate vs the wandering mind. From a simple statement about a snapshot to morose thoughts of mortality to warnings about drinking and driving. Yes, the mind races. It races rather than wanders.