New in the .journal: .org.15: I Hear a Voice: “You Must Learn to Stand Up.” Looks like it’s about time for another one of those huge life decisions that seem to pop up every five years or so. Hope I don’t screw this one up.
New in the .journal: .org.14: I Have So Much to Lose Here in This Lonely Place. Coming to terms with another year of the .org, I have to wonder just how much longer I can keep on doing this stuff in America without, literally, risking my life. It’s not a time for celebration, once again. Sorry about that.
New in the .journal: .org.13: And a Wound that will Never Heal. I wasn’t sure what to write this year’s anniversary journal on, but a kind of personal collapse a few days ago kind of took care of that for me. I want to say things are better now, but I’ m still working on that. The important thing is that I’m working, though.
New in .photography: Early spring colours and fowl at Olander Park. I hadn’t been to Olander Park since I was little, even though it’s just a little ways north of my house. It isn’t suited too well for the kind of nature photography I like to do, but I still got some good shots of the pale greens of this time of year in this part of Ohio, plus I got close to some really cool ducks.
Today is the twelve-year anniversary of the .org, so … new in the .journal, .org.12: Friendship is Magic. A look back at a year that started out with me in some of the lowest depths of despair I can ever remember feeling, but finishing with me hopeful about The Prostitutes of Lake Wobegon and everything else I have going on in my life right now. It’s intriguing to think about how next year’s anniversary .journal entry will shape up if things keep going forward like they…