The long and winding post…

Lots to say, on a variety of topics.

First and foremost, a huge thank you to everyone who has called, emailed, or posted on Facebook since Tuesday. Your positive thoughts, and virtual hugs have made a terrible experience far less painful because of all the love you’ve shown my family and myself.

If you are interested in remembering Dad, donate to the American Cancer Society in my father’s name—Joseph Kevin Casey.  Or on February 16, join this auction, and purchase a unique piece of quilted fiber art and help raise $8000 in ONE day.

ONE – February 16 – Fundraiser for the American Cancer Society
http://www.virginiaspiegel.com/ONEFundraiserPreview.html

(and for goodness sake, please stop smoking!)

In case you missed it on Facebook, his obituary is here. I posted a blog the other day with a bunch of old family photos; you can scroll down to view them at the end of this post.

On to the rest of the world, which indeed keeps turning despite our personal tragedies.

I hope that the people of the United States sit back and reflect on their individual and collective behaviors, and realize how powerful words are. Reading about the lives snuffed out yesterday hurts. Let’s hope that the media will learn to ratchet back and realize that they have to be considered contributors to this tragedy. Rather than asking that people be tolerant of one another, and their ideas, they have implicitly condoned the madness, and added fuel to the fire. We are all Americans, and the freedom to disagree without fear for our lives is one of the greatest gifts our forefathers gave us. Yes, this guy may have mental issues, but the non-stop vitriol that masquerades as news these days lends substance and credibility to the basest and most vicious ideas, and in a deluded mind, it may almost seem like permission…

I began a “Photo A Day” for the entire year of 2011 back on January 1st. Kind of like the Christmas Photo A Day that so many of you received via email during December, on steroids.  Alas, I will NOT be able to send out an email each day of the year, so if you are interested in seeing the day’s new photo, you can do one of the following:

  • Become a “fan’” on Facebook and you will automatically receive a link to the newest blog posting.
  • Subscribe to my photo blog (look in the box on the right when viewing that page) and you will receive a notification.
  • Or you will simply have to remember to check back often at one of these links:     Photo Blog Website The View From the Passenger Window

Additionally (maybe because I NEED to be forced) I have also committed myself to recording a small section of the Appomattox River during the course of the year.

We will see how it goes. I really do want to concentrate on getting my photography kicked a bit into higher gear than it is currently ( I need the $$ to pay for vet bills!)

This year I think I have a good excuse for the Christmas tree still being up. Guess I have to work on THAT, too…. (Where is that list of resolutions?)

Joseph Kevin Casey

1.27.1945—1.4.2011

Like most people, he had a variety of names.

Rest in peace, Joe. Kev. Country Joe. Daddy Kevin. Grandpa Beard. Dad.

2009_4Trish and Dad, 10-2008

kevin gael christmasGael and Dad 1949

DADJOcopyJoe and Dad 12-19674 of us

Joe, Anoki, Trish (bonus child Charlie) and Dad, 4-27-2002

trish dadTrish and Dad 1966scan0078Pokey, Arlie, Dad

dad 1984Dad 4-1984

kev communionFirst Communion, circa 1953

kevin zooMy favorite! At the Staten Island Zoo, circa 1947

kevin portrait

kevin gus zooDad and Daddy Gus, circa 1949

TRISHDADXMASTrish and Dad 12-1965

2011. WORD.

It’s January 1st, 2011.

It’s all about the resolutions:Winking smile Out with the old, in with the new; motivate, change, organize, fresh starts. Uh huh. Sure. It’s Saturday, and it’s January, and I have to go to work. (But, I do not need to unbury the car first.)

It may be more about the fact that tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, you will wake up like yesterday. There isn’t an on/off switch to change; the cats roam around the house, unaware of the portent of the calendar switch. Things usually don’t just change overnight. (Most change of the day/night variety is usually of the catastrophic kind anyway, and that seems a silly way to want to start a year.)

For the last few years, I have had a word of the year—does it get used enough? Do I live by it? Heck, do “I” even choose it? Could I, in mid-October, even tell you the word?  I am a member of an art quilt group; for the last week, it’s been all about the new word. And meanings attached—their own personal definition of the word, for their purposes—for the year.

I was reading their words, contemplating what would my word be. (Past words: Insight, Inclusive, Deliberate, Balance)

I loved some of their words. I thought of borrowing them, and giving them my own spin; heck, even swiping their own interpretations. However, another word forced itself into my consciousness. I can’t see how it is a word I can spend a year with, but on the other hand, I have spent my life with it.

No other word seems to be forthcoming, now that this word has settled: Weather.

  • Whether the weather be mild or whether the weather be not,
    Whether the weather be cold or whether the weather be hot,
    We’ll weather the weather whatever the weather,
    Whether we like it or not.
    Aleksandra Lachut
  • Sudden resolutions, like the sudden rise of mercury in a barometer, indicate little else than the variability of the weather. David Hare
  • A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves. Marcel Proust
  • SunA friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often – just to save it from drying out completely.
    Pam Brown
  • Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. Rabindranath Tagore
  • Walking through puddles is my favorite metaphor for life. Jessi Lane Adams
  • The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event.  You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?  J.B. Priestley
  • To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.  George Santayana
  • UmbrellaWeather is a great metaphor for life – sometimes it’s good, sometimes it’s bad, and there’s nothing much you can do about it but carry an umbrella.  Terri Guillemets
  • Everybody talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it. Charles Dudley Warner
  • I get cold really quickly, but I don’t care. I like weather. I never understand why people move someplace so that they can avoid weather. Holly Hunter
  • I inherited that calm from my father, who was a farmer. You sow, you wait for good or bad weather, you harvest, but working is something you always need to do. Miguel Indurain
  • Storm cloudIf you send up a weather vane or put your thumb up in the air every time you want to do something different, to find out what people are going to think about it, you’re going to limit yourself. That’s a very strange way to live.  Jessye Norman
  • It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.  Amelia Barr
  • The true harvest of my life is intangible – a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched. Henry David Thoreau
  • RainbowAnd when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow. G.K. Chesterton
  • Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.  John Ruskin
  • LightningNature is so powerful, so strong. Capturing its essence is not easy – your work becomes a dance with light and the weather. It takes you to a place within yourself.  Annie Leibovitz
  • I am a contradictory mess but I see it as my prerogative to change my mood like the weather.  Shirley Manson

How does this word become a theme for a year? Does it mean my photos, my quilting, will be more nature oriented? Or that simply I am to plod on, whenever I hit a bump in the road? Or is the word meant to be “Whether“?   Hmmmm…

In other news, resolutions:

Dad has the best of them, (stay out of the hospital, prepare for Christmas 2011) but mine are …

  • Focus on Friday—A photo a week, up on my photo blog, for conversation, critique and what-have-you.
  • Revisiting the 27-Thing Fling, the big de-cluttering attempt of 2010. I know some of you joined me. How did it go? Did you finish, stick with it?
  • Work on getting my photography out there! You can help—send people to my site, become a fan on facebook….
  • Finish some of those quilt projects I swore I would finish in 2010….

Yeah, that’s about it. Resolutions are tricky things, if you are not with them, you are against them….

HAPPY NEW YEAR!  MAY 2011 BE THE BEST YEAR OF YOUR LIFE!