Election Day and Jesse Girl

It was Tuesday morning after an anxious Monday…stressful months.

So many things have happened so far in this year of 2020…

…lies revealed, viruses emerged, taxes not filed, bountied soldiers’ lives not acknowledged, quarantines served…

…promises broken, tallies marked, masks unworn, lives lost, children caged, families torn, secrets revealed…

alliances broken, and real heroes scorned.

Sometimes it hurts to pay attention.

My morning commute down quiet streets, following taillights…

…watching the eastern sky gray into dawn, encountering silhouette cityscapes of buildings…

power lines, and ubiquitous palm trees.

Others heading in the same direction, south on Central Avenue…the light rail…bicyclers…

…a far off desert “mountain” that defines the lower edge of the Valley of the Sun.

Art museum, opera, loft apartments, pharmacies, coffee shops, attorney general office, city athletic club…parking meters…

…cameras watching to see who steals through a light….

Heading east now and ever approaching my destination, passing charter schools, groceries, fast food, temp agencies…

…ever present construction zones…and hospitals.

My bride and I ate lunch at this city park decades ago…when our children were little and life was difficult, though less complicated….

I could go straight and then left and reach the office…or I could get on the freeway and go somewhere else…head west, then north and away.

When I found a pedestrian bridge on an evening walk in Utah, a local spray-can artist had adorned the walkway with “Seek Life.”

Looking west from the bridge…contemplating the day…desiring that it fulfills hopes…that more ballots are cast for my guy than the other….

An overhead ornament on the bridge…a simple thing in a complicated time.  Breathe….

17 responses

  1. “Sometimes it hurts to pay attention.” Beautifully written and photographed.

    November 8, 2020 at 2:44 pm

    • Thank you, Cindy.

      January 2, 2021 at 1:00 pm

  2. Your evocative words take me on a journey through time… accompanied by the stark black and white images. I’m hoping it was ‘your’ guy who won! And Jesse, too!

    November 8, 2020 at 10:09 pm

    • Thank you, Gunta…and yes, “my guy” won. 🙂

      November 11, 2020 at 9:58 pm

  3. Thanks for this new insight into your daily world. I’ve been in similar ones and am happy to have left them behind. I hope you are as elated at the Outcome as we are.

    November 10, 2020 at 12:38 am

    • You’re welcome, Gary…I remain looking forward to the day when my commute is limited to the drive from my home to the trailhead. 🙂

      And yes, elated is a good word for the situation….I’m right there with you, friend. 🙂

      November 11, 2020 at 9:57 pm

  4. Very much enjoyed accompanying you on this journey to work, and your reflections on recent events. So very evocative.

    November 10, 2020 at 7:48 am

    • Thank you, Meanderer. 🙂

      November 29, 2020 at 2:57 pm

  5. This is a moving, cinematic stream-of-consciousness spin through the kaleidoscope of our days. The words “alliances broken, and real heroes scorned” with that slight jiggle of the camera in the image – together they are a powerful statement. The image and text below that one (“sometimes it hurts to pay attention” with the rearview mirror) is also piercingly relevant. I’d love to see more of this poetry in words and images, Scott. You have a way of cutting to the bone and merging the very personal with the universal.

    November 14, 2020 at 7:15 pm

    • Thank you for encouragement and challenge, Lynn. You see so much in this stuff…thank you for sharing your take on my images. It’s always a pleasure to read your visits. 🙂

      November 29, 2020 at 2:59 pm

      • I see so much because there IS so much. I’m glad the comments are worthwhile to you. Stay safe and positive!

        December 6, 2020 at 11:57 am

        • Well…thank you, again, Lynn…and yes, the comments are worthwhile to me…encouraging and thought provoking. 🙂

          January 2, 2021 at 1:00 pm

  6. Maybe we have to experience the worst in humanity to more appreciate the best.

    November 26, 2020 at 8:59 am

  7. Beautiful series ~ almost feel like I’ve been on a night out on the town, but no hangover 🙂

    December 5, 2020 at 1:35 pm

    • Thank you, Dalo. 🙂

      January 2, 2021 at 1:01 pm

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