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Life After The Hollow


 Houskeeping Note
 

Due to popular request I have added the photographs into the last post about me out taking pics yesterday....

So, have another look!
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 Exploring The Valley.....
 

Yes, I took advantage of some alone time and loaded up my car with camera, power-ade, and lots of cds to play on my car stereo. It was very hot today, but wasn't so humid so the air was less hazy and I could get a few photographs without all the light refracting in such a way as being hard to capture the chosen image. I just drove around the curvy endless road that are spilled across this valley in what seems like no rhyme or reason. It's frustrating because it seems as if every turn has a killer semi, pulling lumber or something else heavy just hauling down the ribbons of quiet country lanes like they are on the damn autobahn.

The roads I traveled were lovely, as usual, and while there are times where you are suffocated by heavy brush and vine thickets on each side of the road, you can also just turn a corner and you are presented with a scene right out of a travel magazine with horse farms, with neatly trimmed meadows filled with magnificent horses scattered across the property. These wonderful little farms, villages, and horse ranches really give the valley here a comforting feeling of solace to me....a break from my overwhelming stress over life as I will see something maybe just in a glance and will back my car up, get out and shoot the photograph.



I spent a couple of hours driving through the valley, but every few minutes I would catch a view of the mountain range rising from the land to the east like sentinels keeping guard over this precious valley.



I love how many of the old farmsteads are still up and standing despite years of abuse from the wind, rain, sleet, and snow.... It really helps to lend a nice country air to the proceedings.



One of my favorite things to come across are the little creek and stream crossings.....these bridges range from fully up to date concrete spans to these little crossings under the shade of massive and ancient oaks and pines, where you have to line up your tires to the two wooden slats thrown down for your wheels, and as I pass over I will stop, roll down my window and admire a crystal clear stream or brook that has come directly down from the mountain ridges into the valley on it's way to the big rolling river that flows just a short few miles distance to the west.



I did get some pictures and I really loved getting out and doing what I love best.......to explore the endless tangle of roads winding through the knobs and hills scattered across the valley. Wild turkey and deer are usually out in abundance, but I didnt see any today as the full heat of the afternoon has forced the animals into the cool hollows and glens of the deep forest which still are nearly impenetrable and rugged, and so spared from the "progress" of how our little community was carved out for it's growth.

I had a great time today and it was nice to be out doing what I love.... exploring and shooting landscape photography.


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 The Song Is Over
 

"The Song Is Over"

The song is over, silence reigns
but a sad melody still plays...

A mournful tearful coda
to the end of happier days...

The song was once so sweet and alive
it's soaring notes of bliss
have come crashing down
into a dark minor key
to tell of our last kiss.....

Now a requiem to our once true love
composed in the blood of my broken heart
fills the still air with sadness
now that we must finally part...

the notes of the violin, screaming tones of agony
the strings once so beautifully sublime, have lost their harmony...

Our minuet comes to a close, and then
we will never hear such sweet music again...
But we can hold the song in our memories
our true love's graceful symphony
Composed together in perfect trust
that came to such a sorrowful end.

"The Song Is Over" Copyright,2006; Scott Scarborough

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 The Feast Uneaten
 

"The Feast Uneaten"

.....and so we have reached the end
so far from our lofty beginnings
the dream has vanished
into thin air
turn the light out
when you leave...

I want to curl into a ball
make myself so very small
as not to be seen
too tight to be loved
too hard to be touched
one last candle
is all I'll need.....

the places set out have not been touched
the feast uneaten
left to rot
nobody came
you did not care....

a new beginning
perhaps, to glory
pray for me and then
let me be
lock me in

.....and so we have reached the end
far from our lofty beginnings
the dream has vanished
into thin air
turn the light out
when you leave........

Copyright: 2006; Scott Scarborough
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 A Ghost Of My Possible Futures
 

Have you ever made eye contact with a complete stranger and that one second of connection has haunted you?

I was in town a couple of weeks ago running some errands, and I got my "honey do's" done and was headed back up Main Street, when I noticed on my right, an elderly man standing by the side of the road. He was a bit ahead of me, and I really didn't put too much interest or thought into him being there. As the light I sat at turned green, and I began to pull up to him, I just glanced over to see what he was all about, because it was broiling hot and steamy humid and he was wearing long dark slacks and a longsleeve shirt that was untucked. When I pulled past him his eyes met mine and he simply gave me a look of unbearable emotional pain. He was holding a 12 pack of cheap beer and I could sense how badly he needed it. His face was haunting. It had deep lines carved around his mouth, and his dark eyes shot at me, even though he was squinting through ragged crow's feet in the powerful sunlight. His hair was a tousle of dirty gray, and looked like it has been just carelessly heaped onto his head so he could go fetch his morning pain relief.

I only caught his eyes for a brief second, and I pulled past and only looked back for a second as he still stood there in what was surely mounting frustration...

I began to think about him over the next few days, and then into the following weeks where I still cant shake him from my mind.

What is that man's story? I have thought about the mounting failures of his life, and his loss and maybe even his times of joy, so long ago.

Do I judge him too harshly, because of the way he looks? Perhaps, but his eyes told me everything I needed to know. You see, I was easily headed for the same path just a few short years ago with my endless nightmare of booze and substance abuse. I KNOW that look he had, for I have looked in the mirror at my much younger face in those dreadful days of being lost, and have felt the same agony I recognized in him.

Perhaps, he was just an apparition, sent to remind me that if I sway from the course of pure sobriety, I will eventually become that same elderly man, shakily holding his precious nectar...the cans sweating in the heat, his head sweating from an agonizing enslavement to his past, and to the bottle. He is a ghost of my possible futures come to haunt me before I allow my own death to overtake me once again.

I will never forget him, and I do pray for him first of all to find the way to inner peace and secondly for myself to never forget the lesson given to me in that brief meeting of our eyes and hearts.

Thank you, God.
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