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Bless me, Professor, for I have neglected any writing of any sort for the past 10 months. It's been really hard allowing the totally literary worthy thoughts to come and go and not do a freaking thing about it. Who has time to write down every word, phrase or paragraph that in the twilight hours of the day seem like the next best seller? For sure, it's not me. As much as I love it, my time has been divided among other things that have surfaced to be much more important. And, you may guess, it's photography. Recently completing many months of Photography classes at the only licensed photography school in New Hampshire, I can honestly say was worth every dime and every minute spent focused on the material. Somewhere resident within me, I knew that having a foundation of technical knowledge would somehow be a benefit. So, finding a school that had a philosophy that matched what I was searching for was a gift. C1M Academy was, in part, a solution to my technical understandin

Ok, so I’m not the most consistent writer. Life happens. And my audience has enough to read, so it’s not sorely missed. It’s truth, right? Once in a while though, a little motivation comes my way and it seems like putting words down on paper has got to happen. This really hasn’t been much of a winter, yet. We’ve had some snow, some rain, ice and everything in between. Each time it’s a little surprise, even if we know it’s coming. It creates this twinge of excitement thinking about being snowed in with the wood stove going all day and a pot of chili cooking or snuggled up under just the right blanket with just the right book.  It hasn’t gotten to that point yet. But we eagerly await the magic.     I was surprised early one day as we ventured to the radio station for an early shift. It was precipitating, not quite snow, not quite rain. As I exited the car, just to the right is a line of trees, leafless now, but full of berries. Bright red. The colors were so vivid,