It's interesting (to me anyways) that here I am, approaching my 100th post and yet half the time I still struggle to find something to write in this thing. Really, how much do I have to say? So much of my time is spent "doing nothing," waiting for I don't know what.


Maybe I just need to get out more, even if I don't particularly feel like it. Just grab myself by the scruff of the then neck and out.

*The Kettle River, shot from on the old rail trestle by Pope & Talbot Grand Forks, 8:30pm, 14 July 2006.