Random Photo: Maybe This is What it Means to Grow Old

Camera: Canon 5D | Lens: EF24-105mm f/4L IS USM | Setting: f/16, 1/40th sec, ISO 100

Ol' Roger Clyne has this song, "Sonoran Hope and Madness."

Give me an empty place to cry out loud he says in it.  It's cool stuff to listen to while driving these old dirt roads in the desert.  Up near Sedona, Arizona this old wild west corral with rusty barbed wire and weathered wood posts stares out like a wise old man in his porch rocking chair.  You can almost hear him telling a story: "We was young 'n foolish . . . "

One day this corral will lose to the desert; out here it's the thorny things that win every time.

"May everything you poison come back stronger" Clyne sings.  It's the hint we can take from the desert and let it pierce our own lives. Come back stronger.

This is what it means to grow old. That's what I believe today.