A bad recollection of one of Issa's verses goes: "The child, lost in a field at dark, chases after fireflies, crying." This is an image of us at our best. Lost. Distracted. Crying. It is not wise to make life-altering decisions after 50. Maybe after 40. I'm talking specifically about selling a house and buying another one, twelve miles and twenty-three minutes away (But twelve miles and twenty-three minutes closer to the daughters and grand-daughters). Sounds like something anyone could do. Even a precocious child. Well. Four months away from having lived 78 years, the slippage and lapses do not need assistance from distraction and disturbance in the flow. Flow is particularly important after 50. Certainly after 60. With today being comfortably similar to yesterday, and tomorrow being a welcome extension of the two. Almost 78 isn't known for keeping things straight and in order. But, it is great for looking forward to a routine that is stable and trustworthy. Maybe by the second week in November. He said, toward the end of August, chasing fireflies.
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Jim Dollar's Photography and Philosophy 
I have confidence in you. Accept all offers of help.
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Shel Silverstein reminds us that “some kinds of help are the kinds of help that help is all about–and some kinds of help are the kinds of help we all could do with out.” I need help knowing which is which when its offered!
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Beautifully and honestly said. May your fire flys not cause you grief, but wonder… hang in there, Jim. Almost home, again.
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We’re doing well, with everything coming into focus and falling into place in a timely and routine fashion, but it’s still 8 weeks away from moving out and moving in and anything can happen at any time, but one situation at a time is the only way to do anything, from working a job to raising children, to learning photography (Or gardening). And, I would like to be there now. So we bear the pain, laughing at ourselves for expecting anything more. Ain’t that how it is, though.
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