Before we get to the photos, I wanted to touch briefly on something that occurred to me a few days ago: age, and its impact on relationships.
As you know, I’m getting on in years, yet online, age is not a factor. Have you noticed? We relate to each other easily when physical factors don’t get in the way. My friends online are every age, and it doesn’t seem to matter. We connect on a basic level, which shows everyone has something in common.
I then thought about my real life. I’m mostly surrounded by people who are older. There are few young in the mix. Why is that?
People look at someone like me and see only the shell. They think I’m stupid, uninformed, or at the very least, are uninterested in anything I have to say because they can’t see it would be relevant. Because I’m old, ya know. If they only knew, eh? 🙂
They don’t give me the chance to connect with them, and I think that’s detrimental to both of us. And lest you think I’m not guilty of doing the same thing, well, I’ve avoided talking to most of my neighbors because they’re all so old. I’ve reached the age where I don’t want to censor myself, and with them, I have to. I used “fuck” in a sentence with someone, and she immediately remarked about how she doesn’t like bad language.
Really? You think you have the right to correct my language? We’re both in our 60s, hon. Fuck off.
Don’t hang out with that one much, nor the couple next door. Talk about boring! I did spend an hour talking to them, and they didn’t have one interesting thing to say. But at least I gave them a chance, right? We should all give each other the chance to become friends. Put the judgmental attitude on the shelf and open yourself to others, no matter what their age. The results might be surprising.
Back at the lake house and my favorite photo op, I spotted this anhinga drying his wings in the afternoon sun. The birds love this spot for some reason. I suppose the plethora of perches and angle of the light have something to do with it.
This mockingbird perched close enough for me to get a very nice shot of him. Although it could be a female; I neglected to look it up. *slaps self* He’s sitting on a lime tree R plans to plant soon. I keep wanting to say mockingjay, and I bet you know why. 🙂
Florida woods are not like those up north. For instance, they are generally more dense and hide things that might harm you, like poisonous snakes. Also, some plants are nasty. The Spanish Bayonet has serrated leaves with tips so damn sharp, brushing them will break skin and draw blood. I know, because R has a couple, and I’ve been stabbed more than once. I love these trees, though! Draped in Spanish moss, they are beautiful.
Have a terrific weekend! Suki gets her teeth cleaned this morning, so I won’t be around until later.