Today didn’t feel like it was going to be a very good day. Spent hours sitting here waiting for UPS to get here after spending all of yesterday doing the same thing. Around dinner time, though, I checked Twitter and saw something from Curt Smith… they ended up putting a bunch of my photos on his site (Jeffery Saddoris helped with the processing). You can check them all out here: Curt Smith.

Then… finally… at about 7pm… UPS finally showed up with this beauty:

Thanks to Scott Bourne for the great deal! I will be spending the next few days studying the manual and the first new lens comes tomorrow…

I have been spending the past few days thinking, dreaming, and planning about the future. It can be a fun place to be when there are so many possibilities. I saw a sign in a class that I sub for that said “Where do you want to be? Where are you now? What is the path to get there?” That is where I am right now… the how-do-I-get-there stage. I know exactly where I am and exactly where I want to be. Making the steps in between seems to be a little more difficult. I can be the type that will spend a lot of time dreaming about what things could be like and not spending the time acting on it to make sure I do actually get there. This weekend has been a little different though. I’ve been taking notes and taking action. A friend tells me that process is important and I think that’s what action towards a goal is … process. Taking the time to enjoy each micro-step on the journey. The future is looking brighter and I can’t wait to get there, but I don’t want to be living so much in my dreams that  I miss today and the opportunity of getting closer to tomorrow.

I have been going through these photos from the concert over the past week and am very happy with them, mostly because it was so much fun to do. I’m hoping I’ll get the chance to do it again.

It’s alright
got to tell myself it’s alright
everything that I envied I have become
where to now
now that I’ve been lost and found
buried in the afternoon
breathless and snowbound
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of Sundays
of course you are

~ Seven of Sundays, Curt Smith