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Thoughts As September Ends
I read a recent headline that time goes by faster as we age. Old news. Time perception changes like a lot of other things as we get older.
In my mind, the visual I have of age years hasn’t changed much since it began to develop in my pre-school years. By about 8 years, my internal visual timeline of aging was done. When I look at it in my imagination, there is a topographical flow, ups, downs, slopes that I have to move along to see, (in light of my having lived through those years).
Nearing 80 years is the most terrifying to me. I have no references to access because my timeline hadn’t entertained my being that old.
I don’t feel old. If I didn’t have a mirror, I’d have little understanding how old I am. I go past a mirror with the reaction…Oh! That is you!
This September has been a steep incline for grasping summer is over. The pumpkins help me transition to autumn. The Vermont foliage report map showing peak colors are in the north already is a shock. The next two weeks will be go out and about sooner than later because leaves will not wait to drop for anyone. I see a sidewalk tour this week to document colors’ progress.
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| Mount Abraham Lincoln Vermont |
As October nears, I have been watching news reports recording political news, congressional hearings, interviews and speeches. Before that, I greatly limited reading or watching the news because doing so has a profound negative impact on my mental health. I can't do that anymore.
This is not a time to limit the amount of news we read and watch. It is a time to know the facts. The excuse that supporters use that they don't like the man, but they support his policies is no good anymore.
More Paint From a Photo Considerations
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Update 28 September 2025: I just realized that the above mountains may actually be the Green Mountains up in Lincoln, Vermont and not the Adirondack Mountains. A photo posted on the 24th are the same location. I will check my folders for time and dates.
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| Below Snake Mountain |
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| The Green Mountains Addison Vermont View |
The search continues for a photograph to paint for a blog series this year. Painting them all is a thought. Asking myself what am I looking for, my answer is clearly that I will know when I see it.
In this selection, my heart goes wide viewing the first picture. The chicory tucked in the maple leaves has a cute kitten vibe.
The last photo feels to me like taking in a big breath of crisp autumn air on a frosty morning.
As a painting, out of all the images posted thus far, The Green Mountains, is my favorite.
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