That’s Okay…

DSC_0063 (2)2.jpgMy last blog didn’t fair well.  I’m learning that I probably just shouldn’t schedule them in advance.  Those fare a lot less well than the once I just do right then or there. Or it could just be that no one liked it and that is okay too.

I could ramble on, but I will not.  The post don’t fare as well either and that is okay too.  I hope this picture fares a little bit better though.  It is edited, but only slightly.  There are two versions, this one above and the one below.  I’ll let you guess what I edited. Shouldn’t be hard to see.  I’ll even give you a hint.  The one below….it makes me feel like I’m looking at a car ad.  This seems like the kind of scene most of them edge towards these days.  And that is okay too.

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Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

 

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2 thoughts on “That’s Okay…

  1. Wait a minute. It’s probably neither. It’s probably just timing. Friday and Saturday posts typically don’t do as well because people are doing other things. Sundays are okay. But, not as good as weekday posts. You can tell if posts on those days are liked by tracking them over the course of the month. Often, people come back to them when they have time. Pre-posting should have nothing to do with it. When we are on the road, I often post for a week at a time. Sometimes, I have to edit slightly if I want to talk about something very current.

    About loss. I’ve been meaning to reply. Music is the great connector. You learn more about the people playing the music in a song than you would if you talked to them. When John Lennon was killed, a writer said that it “felt like a death in the family.” And, so it was. If and when I sing, I phrase my words like he did. I grew up with The Beatles. They were my entryway into the music world.

    Second, and maybe most importantly, music is part of you. When a musician passes, your life kind of passes in front of you. That part of your life feels ripped away. When Walter Becker of Steely Dan passed a week or so ago, my sister called me in tears. We are very close. In the 1970s, after I came home from war, their music was the soundtrack of our lives. I doubt either of us listen to them very much today, but when his passing was announced it could see mental pictures of the time.

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    • It could just be the timing. I’m sure that is a lot to do with it. It just seems like the scheduled don’t do as well. Could just be a coincidence as well.

      As for loss. Your words make sense. Provided they always do, but this makes sense. I felt strange, guilty feeling that I had no right to mourn him in the way that I seem to be doing. But their music was a huge part of my life. One of the only groups that I go out of my way to see in concert. It really does feel like I’ve lost a good friend.

      Music really does do that to a person, doesn’t it?

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