All Dem Leaves Must Fall
The Summer of Hate is slowing unwinding. I can't tell if folks are finally getting a clue and checking their facts before typing and whining or if they have just realized that their leadership team of Beck, Limbaugh, Hannity, DeMint, Bachmann, Palin and Boner are the new...nee, NEO Confederacy of Dunces. Either way, Birther Nation appears to be taking a brief holiday.

On Photography
The malaise from the Summer of Hate is waning and interest in photography is back. My aforementioned trip to my all class High School reunion helped. Visiting those warm mountains just does something. Trips are planned, cameras are ready. Now, if the rain would just stop.

That HighSchool Reunion Thingie
The 100th Anniversary of Harlan High School brought out a very good crowd with folks from 90 to 18. I saw some folks I had not seen since I left Harlan over a third of a century ago [yikes!]. That was real good. It was the success that I hoped it would be. Now comes the hard part. Following through on those promises not to make it another 30+ years before we see each other again.

On a separate note, highschool reunions were not anything like portrayed in Hollywood movies. There were no really catty fights between the "popular" folks and the "nerds" that switched places over the years as the nerds rolled up in the hot cars and there were no prom reenactments to highlight the worst of anxieties that many folks had with their first and last efforts on the dance floor. And there were no stalking killers roaming the halls waiting to extract revenge for that slight in Civics class back in 1969. Other than those disappointments, it was a very good reunion.