Wednesday, April 15, 2015

After the burn, a prairie reborn


shoreacres said...

I really enjoyed this series, and the one before. I had hoped to get up that way to see a prairie burn this spring, but it wasn't to be. I'm having the first of my cataract surgeries this week, if everything happens as it should. My sight hasn't been good enough to enjoy a trip beforehand, and my budget certainly isn't going to allow for a while afterward. Maybe next year!

In the meantime, I'll keep enjoying your photos, and try not to think of everything that could go wrong. I thought of you a few weeks ago - I had the sort of dream that reminded me of some you've written of. Basically, I dreamed I went blind: everything went black, and then I woke up.

What worries me most is that, with new vision, I'm doing to see all the dust in the house, not to mention wrinkles and gray hair. Ah, well.

Tom Parker said...

Linda -- We've got our fingers crossed on your surgery! And don't worry about seeing dust—as we say in these parts, dust is a country collectable. In fact, I'm training my dust bunnies to sit up and beg. They're so cute! Gray hair and wrinkles? Experience. Don't ever forget it.

If you get up this way be sure to let us know. We'd love to see you again. I haven't been writing much lately, mostly doing things with my camera, so my Web site is starting to lag behind. I prefer working with the camera and the money is certainly much better, but I miss the journey of delving inward. Now there's no time, or not nearly enough.

Hang in there, and let us know how things turn out.