|My daughter Amanda, a senior in college and no stranger to the blogosphere, told me last week, "You should put up your own pictures on your blog, Dad." I replied that I don't really snap photographs much, and she said, "Well, you still should. People would be interested in that." I didn't give it much thought until yesterday when a vision slugged me between the eyes.|
Yesterday was a "May showers" kind of day here in "tree city" Cedar Falls. That may sound romantic, but it wasn't. The shower was a freezing one, and I was hurrying down a path at UNI — the University of Northern Iowa, that is — intent on getting to my car, shoulders hunched inside my windbreaker, hood up. It was at that moment that this tree swam into my peripheral vision: a spritz of pink blossoms spraying from an unruly rig of black branches pinned to metal-gray sky.
So I rushed back to my office, rain virtually unnoticed now, picked up a camera, and voilà. There you go, Amanda! Thanks for the suggestion.
As my friend Mark says, stay strong.
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