Painting Lines

Firing up the Right Line at the Spout

It's been a great start to the fall season.  Buckley came down last week for his sister's wedding.  We hung out on Wednesday night with Trope, and again on Monday morning to catch a little action on the Falls.  We took two runs down Maryland side before firing up the Virginia lines.  

The fall season always brings about its share of change, but this year the change seems particularly abundant.  My life as well as those I keep close, all seem in a state of flux faced with big decisions and fresh horizon lines.  Change can spur the occasional anxious moment, but more than anything I like to think of change as an opportunity.

My time at Landon seems to be drawing to a close.  I hope not to make a rash decision about my next step in life, but to carefully consider all the options and decide what the next step may be.  I am well aware the grass is not greener on the other side, rather it is merely different grass.  Any situation in life will bring about its share of imperfections and frustrations.  We simply need to decide what frustrations we are willing to deal with, as we follow our passions and pursue our desire of what we think life should be.

This can undoubtedly be an overwhelming process of pursuit.

Thank goodness the river is there to lift our spirits.