knee deep in weeds

a personal photo journal

“Perhaps instead of scaring ourselves we need to surprise ourselves every day. We are, after all, always a work in progress.”
― Anna Quindlen, Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake

Suddenly, as I approach 65 my mail box is full of medicare plans and the business of growing old. I decide to start this project to document this time; this time of coming into my own. In many ways I am happy to leave behind the last few years, as they have been full of darkness and pain, leaving me to wonder how this pain manifest itself in my being, as it ruled my soul for so long. I imagine in some ways I am looking for signs. Signs perhaps that my soul still sings.