Architectural Mix

Walking the sidewalks, I am frequently stunned as I look up to see the next new skyscrapers shining high above the century old flats, the surrounding structures reflecting on their glassy skins.

Focused on the architectural mix, my mind soon wanders to the stories the aging buildings could tell, the fate of their future, and the lives that are connected to them.  Then, looking up to the new structures I wonder what they will be like when they become the old and something new is replacing them.

Our lives are all connected then and now.  Shared memories, a common view slightly altered, the sidewalks we walk.

Looking at these buildings I wonder who is/was/will be on the other side of the window.

It Lives Within Him

A Fathers Day Tribute

It lives within his soul, his manner, his perspective on life.  Passed to him through generations, it is as much a part of him as the native blood in his veins.  Ancestors hunted here, fished the shores, breathed the air, smelled the fragrance of these trees. Their spirits live in the stones buried deep in the ground, the great pines, bramble bush, creeks and in the crystals that surface there. It is the blessed one who is kindred to the land.