Thursday, July 1, 2010

So goeth the year

(Above: Moon River by Jay Ouellet)
Here we are in July. With the dawning of this day, we have entered the seventh month, and passed the half-way point of the year. The summer solstice is already weeks behind us. And we are just a few months away from officially entering the second decade of the new millennium. (The experts will tell you that 2010 still belongs to the first decade).

I can remember reading "1984" in grade school, when it still referred to a future date. I can remember calculating in third grade, how old I would be when the millennium turned. Seemed so distant.

Gone are the peas and raspberries in the garden, their season of the year having ended. Silent are the spring peepers, yielding to the summer chorus of the katydids.

Time flows on and I am but a little twig, a leaf, floating upon its river into the sea.


BraveHeart said...

You are very poetic, nostalgic and romantic.

Anonymous said...

"Time. Time is like a river,
Flowing on to the sea." from Alan Parson's Project

Molly said...

Beautiful picture, poetic words! I would have to say though, that the older I get the more time seems to pass in a rushing torrent than gently flowing!

Eastcoastdweller said...

Thank you, Ela.

LG: I liked APP!

Molly: Agreed -- the years now are like the months used to be.

Chase March said...


I did the same thing, calculating what age I'd be in the year 2000. In fact, there was even a computer program I typed up in Basic for the Commodore 64 that could do so for any birthday you typed in. And to think, that simple computer program seemed kind of magical back then.

Eastcoastdweller said...

Chase, 20 years from now, the cutting-edge technology over which we now exult, will probably seem as horse-and-buggy as that old Commodore. I do remember Commodores, too. The computer. And the music group.