I spent the last two days going through three huge boxes of old photos from the pre-computer days with the original intent of scanning them to my computer.
Instead I threw the vast majority into the recycle bin.
- The photos were not the greatest quality as I didn’t have a good camera in those days.
- I’m not and never have been a good photographer. I blame this on poor eyesight and (more accurately) lack of real interest.
- I had three questions as I looked through the pictures. Where is this? What is this? Who is this? If I couldn’t answer even one of those questions, I junked the photo.
- Very often a fourth question came to mind. Why ever did I take this picture? And to the junk pile it went.
What did I keep?
- Pictures of family, but only the ones of people I recognized and remembered. Why, oh why didn’t someone label those old photos, I asked myself as I leafed through them. And then, in the quandary of deciding what to do with each one, this question popped into mind. What, I thought, is the point of keeping a picture of some relative I don’t remember? How would I explain who he or she was to my granddaughter? And why would my granddaughter care about a stranger?
Will I regret the great “cull?”
- I don’t think so.
- I hope not.
Did I make a huge mistake?
What do you think?
What have you done with your old photos?
Just the other day, this corner was home to several little shops.
“What’s going to be built here?” I ask one of the workers.
“An OXXO,” he says,
What’s an OXXO, you ask.
It’s the ubiquitis convenience store found in Mexico. Our little area (population approximately. 20,000) has at least 10 (at last count). For good measure there is one on the highway at the corner nearest our end of town, one at each of the three service stations along the highway, with the remainder dotting the streets in town often with little more than a block between them.
Sitting under the palm tree, this is what I see.
Looking up, this is what I see.
And, no, I do not want one of those coconuts to fall on my head!
1. You lose your Internet connection and satellite TV at 8:42 pm.
2. Your pool is over full and has to be drained every morning.
3. You have to skim off all the bugs before your morning swim.
4. The tiles that were clean yesterday have acquired dirt – washed down from the air?
5. You have to wend your way through puddles in the streets on your way to breakfast.
6. Insects, frogs, and crabs proliferate and the cats seek refuge on your bed.
7. On the plus side the humidity is so high your wrinkles dissapper. If only you could bottle this stuff.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CANADA!!!!
These were found under the overpasses on the Galloping Goose Trail – for more about this hiking / walking / biking trail see Here
Under the overpass – one
Under the overpass – two