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well Castro is dead

scotchI have a lot of feelings about Fidel Castro’s death, but I’m trying to focus on making this day about hope. Hope for something good to come out of this situation. Hope for a better future. These are things that are not tied to one person, however horrible we may “know” them to be.

So we drink to change. We drink to hope. We drink to possibilities. We drink to my dad. He probably would have had a number of choice things to say. I’ll leave it at that 🙂

Anyway, we should should celebrate what this can mean.

I’m at Aleteia today sharing some more of these thoughts.

http://aleteia.org/2016/11/26/why-i-daughter-of-a-cuban-exile-will-not-drink-to-castros-death/

 

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#100Poems: Number Nine

otis

It’s a blustery day
A day for hot chocolate
and warm blankets
friendly cuddles
and naps —

deep thoughts
long talks
and pining
for those you love.

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moonstruck

moonstruck

A couple of months ago I was playing around with the settings on my camera, taking many photos of the full moon and playing with filters. I was moonstruck. I took several without filters for comparison purposes, and at the end of the experiment, disliked almost every shot and put up the equipment without giving it a second thought.

My life is a chaos when it comes to pictures. I have thousands upon thousands that are not archived well, even with all the years of discipline with the 35 mm to limit myself to 12 or 24 pictures. The switch to digital dispensed with the discipline, and now instead of a couple of dozen shots to purge, it’s in the hundreds. Needless to say, I never get around to purging.

Now my computer yells at me every time I boot it. I guess I’m out of room. This is me, not caring. I like my chaos.

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