Remember the book from a few years ago, "Who Moved My Cheese?" I never actually read the whole book, other than to read about 80% of it while standing in a Best Buy while waiting for a CD player to be installed in my son's car. The book was about change in our life, and that the "goodies" in our life can get moved at any time. Things can happen beyond our control.
There's any number of ways we can respond . . . . the usual snits, depression, defeatism. Or we can find other cheese.
When I look at these photos from Mexico, I can't help but think whistfully about my kids and miss them. My kids moved away; my "cheese" grew up!
But I seem to be acquiring new cheese! I'm finding all these new interests--and old--in my life. I'm really enjoying learning about photography. Digiscrapping and traditional scrapping are calling my name, sometimes more loudly than other times. In case you haven't noticed, I'm having a great time here on this blog, getting to write, posting photos, commenting on others', and our general conversational banter going back-and-forth through the comments. And then there's that persistent scuba diving siren luring me to water. . . It gets confusing at times, though, in figuring out how to balance it out with the other parts of my life--with family, work, church.
Oh, and about the turtles! I just like these photos I took in Mexico. And no, they're not really vehicles, but they sure are cute!