Roses On Your Grave


As the world turns.

There are days. And, there are days.

Yesterday was one of those days. Quiet. Peaceful. Productive. Then, I learned the truth. The truth about someone I trusted. I was getting submarined by a friend. It took me awhile to figure out why I was walking uphill through thick mud while I was trying to complete a project.

Now I know.

I’m not angry, although I should be. I’m disappointed. My feelings are hurt because there was no reason for this. Now that I know I’ll patch the hole, get rid of my partner and finish the job properly. If need be, I have a good lawyer.

In the grand scheme of things, it’s important. It’s something that I didn’t need, especially now when the world is spinning off of its axis and numbers add up to nothing. Eventually, all of this bad stuff has to turn, right?

I think back to the early days of pan corona. I thought that we’d get hurt some, but that we could rebuild better than ever. Remember all of that? I still think that we might be able to, but I’m pretty toasty right now, so I’m not sure. After all, more and more bad stuff keeps piling up.

I probably could use a vacation to somewhere far away. But, I’m not getting on an aluminum flying can of death. I’m not afraid to fly. I fly all over the place. I’m afraid that the airlines won’t clean anything. Even if I do it, I won’t have time to get it done properly.

I’d drive, but I have the same feeling about staying in motels and hotels. I can stay with friends. But, I have to there and what are we going to do? Wear masks in their houses? That doesn’t sound fun at all.

I’d take Amtrak somewhere. I could quarantine myself in a compartment. I could ask the car attendant to bring me food. I could go somewhere that I enjoy. But, then what? The destination would have the same problems.

It’s funny. We travel a lot during a normal year. It’s kind of nice being home. It would be nicer if I wasn’t feeling trapped. I feel like I’m in some sci-fi movie. Sure, I can leave but the rest of the world is a nuclear wasteland.

Anyway.

The picture.

It’s less than 24 hours old. Yes, indeed. Another dog walk.

I didn’t think that flowers were blooming. At least, not these. But, they were and I did. You know all of the rest. Every bit.

Stay safe. Stay might. Enjoy all the Chinese dumplings.

Published by Ray Laskowitz

I am a visual storyteller. I've been making pictures for some 40 years. I travel the world in search of the right image. in the right light at the right time. You can reach me by phone at 505.280.4686, or by email at Ray@Laskowitzpicturess.com or Pictures34@me.com. For a quick look at my work please go to www.laskowitzpictures.com.

2 thoughts on “Roses On Your Grave

  1. I hear you, Ray. I said to someone the other day that I would probably like working from home a lot better if there was someplace other than home that I could go after work. It’s getting harder and harder as time goes on.

    And that mess with your partner was definitely not needed during a time this challenging.

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    1. That’s the hardest thing. No breaks from any place. Normally, we work from home. When we are done we walk down to Magazine Street and have a coffee or dinner. Now? No place to go.

      I got rid of my partner and found another one. The music industry is full of wannabe Tony Sopranos. It helps to have a good Texas layer. I have one.

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