Changes

I've moved my blog over to a hosted domain.
Please visit me in my new home at robertamurray.ca.

The Break Up

Dear Blogger;

It was good while it lasted, but our relationship has run its course. I loved you once. I really did. But like so many relationships, this one has run its course. I don't understand why you changed. Oh sure, I've changed to.....but I still treat you the same as when we started. My expectations of you haven't changed. But you have.

You no longer let me speak my mind freely. You are shutting my friends out and won't let them talk to me. It's a form of censorship that I just can't tolerate any longer. It started off with just a rumbling here and there from someone having problems talking to me. But then my world became quieter and quieter as people walked away in frustration. But now, I can't even talk back to the few people who do manage to speak up.

Why? I just don't understand. Perhaps you are tired too. Perhaps you just don't want to do this anymore. You know there are plenty of fish in the sea. Sure you are unique, but so are the other fish.

I haven't decided what direction I'll take now. I need a period of mourning to get over our break up. I've been seeing Facebook for awhile now and have a few fans that can speak freely to me there. Perhaps that's all I need. Or there's also my business blog, but I'm not sure about mixing business with pleasure. Or maybe I'll just remain single and hang out with the other birds at Twitter. Or maybe I'll start something completely new. I just don't want to end up with the break-up Blog. I don't want to start a new relationship too soon only to have it fail before it even gets a chance.

I wish you well dear Blogger. I'll have fond memories of you and the fun we've had together.

Love,
Roberta
xoxo

Winsome Waters

Winsome Waters, originally uploaded by Uncommon Depth.

How many people wear different faces all the time? At once warm and glowing while underneath cold and desolate? An act of different characters depending solely on the audience. A world of make believe and half truths. Parts of themselves hidden under a blanket of disguise. Pretending to be someone they really aren't. Curtains half rising between the acts to reveal glimpses into the other self. Trust swirling in the windswept dust of the stage's floor. Easily lost.

Herman Melville wrote:

For as this appalling ocean surrounds the verdant land, so in the soul of man there lies one insular Tahiti, full of peace and joy, but encompassed by all the horrors of the half known life.

Round About

Round About, originally uploaded by Uncommon Depth.

We went into the fair last Wednesday night. I had intended to stay until dark and get some long exposure shots, but I ended up not feeling well. Combined with the fact we still had to drive an hour to get home, and my husband had to work the next day we called it quits before dark.

The hour at which it gets dark up here in the summer is a real disadvantage to night photography. Sunset is officially at 9:41 PM right now, but it isn't really dark until at least 11 PM. It's also a disadvantage for early morning shots. Sunrise is 5:30 AM, but as with the sunsets, it starts getting light out much earlier.

Of course, our latitude works for us during winter when you can catch the early morning and evening light on the same outing!