Last Wednesday it was August 25 exactly four months before Christmas ( 116 days before Christmas www.xmasclock.com and it’s only a matter of time, way, way, before Halloween that we will be made known of that fact; in fact, depending on where you shop there may be some remnants of that right now.

YES, I AM THAT GUY Who normally tries to celebrate Christmas the 25th of every month and really, every day. I will be brutally honest with you, I feel most of the time even though I am that guy, the Christmas guy; a few years ago my coworkers gave me a Christmas tree for my birthday that said MERRY CHUCKMAS~~because I’m THAT guy

Yes, I took this video on a very windy March afternoon just three months after Christmas and so many months before we celebrate again. It was a reminder a very cold, chilly, and dismal reminder that every BEGINNING already has an ending tucked not so deeply inside of us that not so gently reminds us and everything around us that we don’t last forever. . . Unless something much deeper and much greater than a fading memory or a photographed moment could ever promise:    OUR LOVE

Our love often visits that which is dead and those who have died to remind us and always them that’s not a plot of earth that we commemorate or place them, but deep within our hearts that they continue to live as they always have, as they always do, and as they always will

Where do Christmas decorations go to die?  Sometimes you don’t have to look very far to find the answer and then to realize that the answer is not an answer at all but a small dusty-not-so-shiny-glimmer of hope that reminds us they haven’t died at all and never do. . .

We are the proof of that or we are not.     .     .

What SAY/SHOW you. . . ?

Pssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst:
Do you know what’s going to happen in 116 days.          .          .
Seriously,
why wait.            .             .
WHY BURY
WHAT NEVER DIES.   .   .   ?