Minor - But Still A Tragedy
The third time pays for all, or so a
sage has said. And so it ends... for this sad moment anyway. For the third time
I slipped and fell while shooting in the creek. Nothing broken. Just
re-bruising of an arm and a new bruising of a knee. But the camera, perhaps
traumatized by this third drowning, gave up the ghost. Well, for all practical
purposes. It turns on and off and I was able to upload the last photos, but a
friend has passed.
I wasn't going to say anything, but I
was watching Blade Runner - The Final Cut, and there was this line that
merited repeating. I continue to be haunted by the beauty I see everywhere
around me. This fall here in Sonoma, California has been long, lingering, and
spectacularly beautiful. But now I have no way to capture it, except in memory.
Now, like the android, I can only think:
"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on
fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the
Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time... like tears in rain... "
(from Blade Runner)
One might wish those final photos offered some insight, some
particular vision. Alas, not with a bang, but a whimper.
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