Posted: February 21, 2013 in Architecture, Brown, Details, Doors, Photography, Wabi Sabi
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“What a tale my thoughts could tell.”  Gordon Lightfoot

Unfortunately, even I can’t read what’s in my mind half the time: What was that guy’s name?  Whose baby pictures are those? Is today Tuesday? Or… if I go to order new glasses, god forbid I should remember to bring 1. new prescription, 2. insurance card and 3. a checkbook. Forgot all three. Really. The information is all in my head, of course, piled up on imaginary tables or stuffed into mental folders, but sometimes just not readily available.

If you could read my mind, Love, this is probably the first thing you’d see:


Not really a portrait of my memory bank, but of a lumber company in Columbus, Wisconsin…if I remember correctly…

  1. Two more things: Friend Marjorie sent me this link to a superb article by Oliver Sacks, titled Speak, Memory. Worth the read.

    Oh…and if you are playing Gordon Lightfoot on an endless loop in your head for the rest of the day now…there are worse things.

  2. jlheuer says:

    The movie Momento comes to mind…tattooed information is always with you. You just have to know where to look.

  3. Not so bad. Blocks are usually movable. Locks could be worse.

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