“We are making photographs to understand what our lives mean to us.” 

— Ralph Hattersley

I spend hours, here and there, over the last few days, fighting with this blogging platform. I loose sleep, wondering if the blogging gods are tying to tell me something. It causes me to ponder, over and over, why I am here. But that is an old story, for if not here then where? Living in the darkness, or worse, napping and watching mindless TV. I wonder if it is some kind of setting within the platform itself, that I have mistakenly made angry. I won’t give up and have reached out to the wise tech people, and now am waiting patiently (ha!) for their reply. In the meantime, if you pop in and everything is wonky, know I still have things to say and photos to share, so please bear with me.