I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas

I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas

Okay, I’m dreaming of a white Christmas is pretty much a line of bullshit.

I can’t recall ever wanting or dreaming about a white Christmas.

Not even as a kid.

I can’t recall ever dreaming of snow.

If snow were ever in a dream, that would be a nightmare.

I guess a nightmare is just a dream with an end result you didn’t like, but now we’re getting into one of those sophomore Liberal Arts semantics games that I always found painful.

Well, anyway…

I like sunshine and rainbows.

Okay, no rainbows. I don’t have any rainbows, or at least none that I could find.

How about cattle. I got cattle.

I like sunshine and cattle.
Sunsets and rivers or sunsets on rivers.
Beautiful spacious skies.
Amber waves of grain.
Corn, I got lots of corn. I like corn. Corn fields at least.

I dream in Technicolor.
Bright colors.
Over saturated colors.
Colors that make your eyes hurt, but they’re so damn beautiful you just have to keep looking at them.

Wizard of OZ color.
Without the little people.
Or witches.
Or evil flying monkeys.

That gets back to that whole nightmare thing again which puts it right up there with snow.

Well, anyway…

I would be perfectly content to never see a white Christmas ever again, except in pictures.

Same goes for snow in general.

Long term plans are being made to accomplish this.

Till then, I’ll at least live in and relive my amazing technicolor dream world.

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  1. I’m with you Ken, no snow. But I did need to see some beautiful photos. Well done.

    1. Thanks Howard. Doing this has me curious as to what else I can do with other images in my massive collection.

      1. Well, many years ago I had a darkroom. The most fun was manipulating photos in the darkroom. It’s a lot easier now with digital photographs…go for it.

        1. I used to do that too Howard, but for some odd reason doing it on a computer screen doesn’t hold my interest. Go for it for sure. Feels like a hump I have to get over.

        2. Oh and Mr. Grinch…Have a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

          1. Bah, humbug.

            You too Howard. You really earned it this year.

  2. I think may well be one of my new favorites. That title threw me – I was fearing you’d gone all sappy and silly.
    For the record – I dream in technicolor too.

    1. I have the ability to be sappy and silly Gretchen, but it’s for a very select audience and usually private. I have a reputation to maintain you know.

      I was stunned many years ago when I found out most people dream in black and white. They’re missing out on so much.

      Have some great holidays Gretchen and I hope some day to catch up to your photo skills.

  3. superb imagery. i mean calender stuff. i think of fishing, driving, warm days, warm nights, thunderstorms awaiting the fall of darkness, bugs in the air, animals grousing about, marvelous stuff. however, whataboutdese plans for leaving snow?

    1. For years I’ve been holding back on what I can do to the images Bob. Since I manipulate images for a living and have been using at least the basics in Photoshop since it came out, everything seems kind of routine to me. We’ll see where I go from here.

      Someplace warm, some place where the snow don’t fall or if it does it goes away in a couple of days. Mainly to find a place to live for Di that doesn’t make her joints scream in pain. I’ve been talking about moving to Cuba for over two decades. The wife says she won’t go. We’ll see.

  4. I knew you wouldn’t go sappy after that title. I had faith in you. I don’t mind snow until about late January or February, then it gets rather old. But I’ve never wished it for Christmas. If we don’t have any then, it’s usually only a matter of a day or two before we get plenty of it. Wanted to say I think you have a poem in there. Probably called Sunshine and Cattle, ranging down from the line “I like sunshine and cattle.” I smiled with appreciation.

    1. Thanks Walt.

      I kind of like how I got to the sunshine and cattle line myself. Really, how often does anyone say that.
      I already had the rest of it in my head, but you might be right about some kind of poem.
      Maybe next time I’m having a flashback it will come to me.

      And I really am a sap. I’m actually sitting here having a conversation about that very thing with the wife. Other family issues triggered the conversation. Comes down to the fact that there will be some people who will know where I stand at the heart and the gut level on all issues, big and small. And they know it’s perfectly normal for me to be the sap. Then there are all of the others that will always be out of the loop. Some things not all need to know. I think that’s normal, or I hope it is. Or schizophrenic. Jury’s still out on that one.

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