If this blog is achieving no other purpose, having to make regular entries does make me aware of the passage of time, especially when trying to think of events worth noting. The days just march by and no wonder I can’t remember where they went unless I am able to somehow extract the extraordinary from the mundane. I have no ambitious goals to make a meteoric impact on this planet, but at least it would be gratifying to know that each day counted for something. That somehow some small thing was positively touched by the fact that I passed by.

I took this photo this morning down at the Ripley Marina on my way to work.