I’m a terrible blogger. I’d love to keep this website up to date with all of my happenings but I obviously suck at it. I keep saying i’ll do better but, well, I keep failing anyway. I’ve gotten better with posting pictures but that’s really been it. Do you guys want more stories or do the pics do it for you? It’s feedback time. Give it to me.
For the last week I’ve been back in west Texas. It’s hard to say I’m at “home” but if I had to put that label on anywhere it would be here. I’ve never really liked coming back for extended stays here but lately I’ve been seeing things differently. I’ve become aware of how fortunate I am to have a place like this to come back to whenever I wish. My dad has a business where I can work for however long I want, whenever I want, to fill my travel coffers. I get to live rent-free and don’t have to spend any money unless I just want to. It’s a sweet arrangement and I feel lucky to have it available.
Since I’ve been back I’ve been seeing my hometown through different eyes. I’ve never in my life thought of the landscape as being anything in the realm of picturesque but I keep finding myself snapping pictures of views I’ve never taken notice of before. Expect to see pictures of a couch surrounded by mesquite “bushes” and infinite amount of beige when I finally replace my broken camera.
I’m glad to live, at least temporarily, in a small town that’s friendly to friends and strangers alike. When driving down any road within 400 miles expect to wave and be waved at by passing cars. Knowing the other driver should not be considered as a prerequisite. It’s such a small town that you can expect most doors to be unlocked. This brings me to an funny story that happened a few days ago…
My dad’s business sells, among other things, appliances. While I’m employed there I deliver quite a few of these an install almost all of them. The last one I delivered was to a guy ordered called in from work, told us what kind of washing machine he wanted, and asked us to deliver it to his house while he wasn
I think stories and pictures are best together. There’s no need to try to produce literature when you don’t have the time or motivation, though. Even a ‘one-sentence review’ of the places you go, or a picture, or whatever, is fun to read.
Welcome home Jim!
Brilliant. I love it!