“Prodigies are easy. They advertise their genius from the get-go. Late bloomers are hard. They require forbearance and blind faith. (Let’s just be thankful that Cezanne didn’t have a guidance counsellor in high school who looked at his primitive sketches and told him to try accounting.) Whenever we find a late bloomer, we can’t but wonder how many others like him or her we have thwarted because we prematurely judged their talents.” Late Bloomers, Malcolm Gladwell, The New Yorker, October 20, 2008
I don’t know what happened, but I’ve fallen down on this “blogging” thing. At one time it was oh-so-important that I post each and every day to share a photograph and before that a few words. I am posting with somewhat more frequency over here, but that shouldn’t preclude activity at the homestead. Given that NaBloPoMo is almost upon us, I should limber up if I’m going to try and go the distance.
Oh, and I ran my first half marathon on Sunday in 2:41:07. More about that later.
Photo courtesy Derek Powazek.
I think that there’s a portal from the land of lost sofas not far from where we live. Within the last week, these two old soldiers have turned up. Polaroid SX-70
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