Yester - in fact y3sterlife - in that i wish to not take one more photo ever and many or mine are simply aides memoirs.
Such as the simple life does a require some solutions - far more so in last region the notepads got wet the winters there so damp its daft
Don't let the buggers grind you down.
Twenty years.... twenty whole years the plastic file used here i have carefully tended to and made sure it is looked after - not pulled out of shape....not tangled up or twisted or roughly treated in any way
And i have many other such carefully NOT wasted things which if we love the planet every single one must be looked after - and ego NEVER ever put between protecting the stuff and actually protecting the resources for the next generation (LONG ago i saw and photographed the skips - when a couple break up the WASTE - the skipped stuff, the stuff skipped in rage even! ... being coupled and at peace is one of THE main reasons this society wastes so much - one MUST protect the stuff of even someone one is at odds with.... ALWAYS.... i hope she used my one most precious purchase - 7 or 8 years ago i bought that - i had a double folding chair a decade for my daughter and i - it wore out and 7 years ago i ought a new one and i so s rarely buy anything new.... I kept it in my store 7 years t pass on.... maybe use? nope... maybe just pass on to ..... to BE cont.... but she wont even know the significance of that one silly item of stuff... i had not consumed myself so left it in the packaging.... and i hope she found some use for it - it is for two people committed to use...together...period. Before they start or after they finish
Anyway the STORY behind this plastic bag..... and where it was from....
This photo is nothing without that story....only then can anyone know how committed i am..
to always doing what i say.
Always.
Even if it looks like it has killed me.
