© 2014 Michael Fiveson
A quiet image from a trip this summer that was long on miles, and short on friendship.
Time marches on, people change, and few things last forever.
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It’s a beautiful scene that takes on a little sadness with your words.
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I drove home with that sadness, which I will file under loss. Losing a long term friendship leaves a mark.
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It does indeed.
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Sorry to hear your trip was short on friendship Mike. Time certainly does march on, few things do last forever which is why we have to make the minutes and hours count I guess. A very nice serene image. A contemplative scene to go with the post. Love the layer of cloud on the horizon.
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Losses have a way of being replaced with new finds and friendship. I did not intend to write what I did but as I looked at the image, theses are the words I found and the contemplative scene was, I think, responsible for that.
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Sorry to hear that Mike..nothing lasts for ever and sometimes all we can do is gather our thoughts and try to learn from the experience. A beautiful shot. by the way.
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My thoughts are still being gathered but I had a handle on it pretty quickly. And thanks, James.
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A lovely scene.
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Danke, Pat.
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A perfect scene to match your sad words…I squinted very hard but I couldn’t see Canada on the horizon.
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Big lake requires more than a squint, me thinks. You are out there somewhere, eh. ( I get to say eh because my brother and mother were born in Winnipeg, and I lived, as a wee lad, in Toronto.)
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Aha – you’re a Canadian after all! I have a dear friend in Port Elgin and visit there often so the shores of Lake Huron are special to me too.
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Well, I’m a Brooklyn kid who spent some very dear time in Canada including the summer of my 12th year where I had the season of my life in a leftist summer camp. A lot of discovery that year.
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Sorry to hear this, Mike. But sometimes an old friendship should remain just that. I have a friend who reappears every couple of years wanting to rekindle that closeness we had in school. But I am not that same person any more!
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Neither is my old friend, and perhaps I am not either. He and I only go back 30 years. Thanks.
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I won’t touch that “only go back 30 years” line.
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You really can’t help it, can you Emilio 😉
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Beautiful, Thank you for sharing 🙂
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As well your comment.
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Losses are like body blows. You survive them, but they knock the living breath out of you. Good picture.
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I spent one tough sleepless night. Exactly like a body blow. Maybe a shot to the soul.
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It’s interesting how a photo can invoke a memory or a feeling. It’s too bad that this tranquil scene inspires sadness for you.
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Well, the scenery was amazing and that is certainly a take away. The friendship ending was, is, an aside. I just thought I’d put it out there. What I see when I look at this and other tranquil scenes from this trip is…..tranquil scenes. I appreciate your comment.
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There is something quite wonderful about looking at “water”. Thank you for sharing.
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Yes! Water does it for me every time. I grew up close to water. While this is a big lake, it is the ocean that lights me up.
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Sometimes it is the grand view that makes us mourn for loss.
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I have more than a little experience with loss. My grand view is that people change, life goes on, one door closes, another opens.
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It was not until I was early 40s that I realized what a “water baby” I was. Perhaps the single parenting / working full time / grad school thing got in the way. Either way, I can surely see myself happily sitting by / floating in / splashing through that water. I hope it was warm that day.
Happy sigh (except for the friendship lost)
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It’s never too warm up there and was generally between 72-80 when we were there. The friendship thing? Such is life. Not my first merry go round. And, ‘ello Laurie.
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Hallo Mike! I’m just home from a lovely evening with friends … and so ready to sleep 🙂
Talk soon!!
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A nice and beautiful place for dreamers.
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Yes it is, Marylou.
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This so beautiful and it reminds me of the tropics, but what’s great is that it’s not. It’s a lakeshore.
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Certainly not the tropics, but a drink still works well there 😉
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That “short on friendship” part sucks…but I hope you had a nice time, anyway….
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Great time, except for the ride which was too long fighting trucks for space with my 37 ft motorhome, towing a car. It was Judy and Pumpkin’s first trip there and it is very pretty.
Thanks for asking Scott and with you in my life, who needs that lost 30 year friendship.
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I’m glad you still had such a nice time…and I can’t imagine trying to pry yourself in between the trucks on the freeway…doesn’t sound like any kind of fun. Thirty years down the tubes? Goodness….and yes, I’m here for you. 🙂
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a beautiful scene, a beautiful photo…… will feel as sweet as its dream….. in time…. Let it!
(I think I believe that….. but 30 years? That’s tough and very sad) Best wishes ❤
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Thanks Gill.
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