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Watching the World Turn

Hours of preparation, booking, planning, packing. Three hours of driving and traffic jams followed by an hour of paddling and a mile of portage and tomorrow I'll do it all again on the way home. You might ask if it's worth the trouble just to sit on a rock by the water's edge and watch the world turn. The leaves have turned and float on breezes, a fire red maple and a golden oak back lit by the passing sun frame my view, blue sky with fluffy clouds reflected on deep, dark water. The day greeted me with bright sunshine sparkling across the rippling lake but as the sun passed to afternoon a calm set in and smoothed the surface near glass. The life around the lake appeared for me as if to put on a show, a flock of ducks broke the stillness with the thrumming of their wings, a little later a beaver crossed the still water leaving a glimmering V shaped wake. The bushes rustled with squirrels and chipmunks and sang with many birds, woodpeckers tapped and chickadees flitted

The Code

The thing that I'd like to talk about and hopefully get some feedback on is the QR code and it's use in marketing. QR, for quick response, is the symbol you see from time to time on posters and in ads which can be scanned by a phone or tablet in order to open a web page. They have many industrial uses due to the amount of information they can pack into a small space but it's marketing that concerns me at this time. QR codes have been the subject of a great deal of both hype and conjecture in the past 5 years from being hailed as the future of marketing to yesterday's news. I think that the truth may still be somewhere in the middle. I'll say now that I'm a believer in the technology and what it can bring to the table if used well and there are several reasons why I think it can make a comeback. The foremost complaint I've heard about the QR experience is that the resulting page is not optimized for the mobile device. Today, with the use of HTML5 and man

Seasons

Seasons passed hard and fast, the young seem not to notice The season's passed, warm at last, we open like the lotus. A sunny day, I'm back again, Tomorrow now in focus Yet empty hand longs to hold it's mirror mate beside us Growing strong, the willow, bent and bowed it weeps alone The season's change does haunt us

Seasons

Seasons passed hard and fast, the young seem not to notice The season's passed, warm at last, we open like the lotus. A sunny day, I'm back again, Tomorrow now in focus Yet empty hand longs to hold it's mirror mate beside us Growing strong, the willow, bent and bowed it weeps alone The season's change does haunt us

Curl

And I lay there fetal, unable or unwilling to move I embraced and isolated myself Unaware, I cradled the negative and kept it close to my core Where are the answers? How did I not see this? What comes next? Move, work, try, accomplish, Words, thoughts, reality Cogito Ergo Sum

Alone

Sun dappled desk, bare trees blowing in the breeze Clouds racing across blue sky take pause to loose great flakes upon the day Outside the world lives on, unencumbered by my torment, unaware of this lament What can I learn form this awareness that I've come to? Live on, live on and prosper, there is no alone despite the way it seems Write, work and continue to search for the light.

The Weight of Truth

The days weigh heavy upon the truth or the truth weighs heavy upon my days Perceived or felt or more likely imagined perhaps all three It matters little because reality is what is perceived and time has shown the truth as so Cogito Ergo Sum And so it is that I sit and write, back again to exercise my ghosts alone Funny though, my ghosts have had more than their fare share of exercise of late, Trying as best they might to seal my fate. The thread of life, the fabric that I've weaved to a tapestry of time hangs before me Reality, it seems, has loosed it's moths upon my cloth and now for all to see Ragged and rough and keeping within but for this little window cry for thee To soldier on I must and each day that has a little light, a few small steps to keep me on my way