The only other picture I took today was of my desktop full of books and papers, but it looked messy, which it is, so I don't want to use it.
I looked back to 10 years ago and found the one below. I remember the day I took it. I was sitting in the park, under a tree. I had met someone a week before, and was debating whether to call her. I did call her. Nothing romantic came of it, but we became good friends.The Graphic Artist.
The picture is interesting because I can see how things change. An old click wheel iPod, a Motorola flip-phone. A hat that got chewed to pieces by one of my step-sister's poodles. A pair of sunglasses that I would soon lose when my kayak flipped over in the American River while I was kayaking with gracegiver and pinkroo. A water bottle that was recycled and is now something else. A call made to someone who is now gone. A leaf that blew away.
Eventually the wind blows it all away.