When was the last time you really paid attention to the world around you? Did you notice the bees pollenating the flowers? The stray neighborhood cat lounging in the sun? Life is hectic. We run from meeting to meeting, task to task, checking items off of our proverbial to-do lists sometimes without thinking about the world around us. I consider my life to be very full today, and I am not sure that I would have it any other way, but lately I have been taking the time to pay attention. To be mindful of the beauty all around me. To stop and take a moment to appreciate the small things I normally take for granted. A sunset, a spiderweb, the changing leaves announcing the arrival of Autumn. I take my camera everywhere because it reminds me to pay attention and not take these things for granted. So the next time you find yourself caught up in the hustle and bustle, stop, take a breath, pay attention, notice the small things. In the end, they are what really mattered.
For the past four years Phish fans from across the country (dare I say world?) have flocked to the Mile High City on Labor Day Weekend to our beloved Dick's Sporting Goods Park, otherwise simply known as "Dicks." (And there are jokes aplenty...). Last year as we were hanging out with friends in Philadelphia, my husband and I made a vow to each other that we would make the trek ourselves this year as Couch Tour just wasn't cutting it anymore. I will venture to say that it was the best anniversary gift to each other yet. Here's a taste of our weekend on Shakedown... Hanging out with the guys working on "We've Got it Simple" a documentary in progress "that will expose and celebrate the wondrous glow of the completely creative, uniquely artistic and often obsessively fanatical world of Phish fans!" (as their website describes). Give their website or Facebook page a visit and feel free to donate to their kickstarter! www.wevegotitsimple.com Life has been hectic lately. Work has been stressful. The Rat Race feels overwhelming and from time to time I feel like I am drowning in it all. Dick's was a breath of fresh air; being with Phriends, laughing, dancing like nothing else in the world matters. When they started Tweezer Reprise part of me was a little sad because I knew it marked the end of the weekend and the beginning of our journey back home. The other part of me was too busy dancing my ass off to really care that much! Until next time...
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Kristina M. Canfield
Storyteller. Photography enthusiast. Loves the color Green. General crazy person. Archives
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