15 March 2008

Beware the Ides of March

Since 44 B.C., March 15 has been a day associated with doom. It is reputed to be the day Julius Caesar met an untimely demise. Centuries later, William Shakespeare immortalized the mid-point of March in his play about the Roman Emperor, warning "beware the Ides of March." Ever since, the superstitious among us have avoided entering into important covenants on this day.

Though others might approach the Ides of March warily, I leapt with optimism and sunk seeds into seed starter -- a clear display of optimism one full week before Spring harkens its triumphant return. Then I took a nap. There's a lot of work to be done on the farm this Spring, after all. I must be well rested.

You may have noticed a slip in my posting activity of late. It's been a long winter, folks. Since late February, only complaints about the cold resided in my brain, and I wanted to spare you the whining.

Then, my camera broke and I had to send it in for warranty work; its return is hinged on the arrival of parts, from Japan I presume. Without my camera, I feel as if my vision has diminished.

Finally, I've been totally absorbed in the story of "ONE PLACE." It's a video I've been on deadline to finish by the end of this month, when my colleague departs for Africa for roughly six months. I've put so many hours of thought into this project that I see each frame in my sleep and its soundtrack is permanently burned into my memory. I hope to share it with you all at some point.

But with the promise of Spring comes a renewed commitment to the blog. Thus, today comes a new look, updated for the season. Come back soon.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Love the new look...it is fabulous!

-Becky

jackie said...

Thanks for the compliment! I love how this blog's evolution can reflect my own.

Anonymous said...

2am 3-21-08 having trouble sleeping'i guess thats another sign of old age. sorry we did not connect the other day i miss talking to my favorite writer. it was nice to see tom, im glad he could use the tickets. interesting story about that writer that passed . plainview jogged some memory from my youth but ican not bring it to the surface. love.