tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-186306262012-02-16T19:23:17.359-08:00**Photos and muses by Richard Pflumm**richnoreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18630626.post-30430440086278078862011-03-30T18:51:00.000-07:002011-03-30T18:51:53.167-07:00<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RzGibVQrH5g/TZPUu-cKaGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/M8VKBEiLTdM/s1600/Me-+DwarfPine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RzGibVQrH5g/TZPUu-cKaGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/M8VKBEiLTdM/s320/Me-+DwarfPine.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>RICHARD PFLUMM</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">September 15, 1961- February 13, 2011</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />There are moments which mark your life. Moments when you realize nothing will ever be the same, and time is divided into two parts- before this, and after this.*<br /><br />On February 13th, I have had such a moment. Im not gonna harp on the event, but suffice to say, I have realized I have lost my way.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Looking at the picture above- I have remembered what I really enjoy. Being outdoors. Watching and observing nature. Having a sense of place in the natural world.<br /><br />Over the years, it seems I have replaced what really mattered to me with pixels and bytes. I have taken what was one a tangible pursuit and replaced it with a non tangible world.<br /><br />Dont get me wrong- computers are great- there has never been a more informative time in the history of mankind than the present. But it seems to be coming at a price. A price I have now become uncomfortable paying for. The price of wasted time is a price for young people to bargain with.<br /><br />As I approach my 5oth, and armed with the knowledge I have a limited amount of time- perhaps only a few years, I think Im going to spend more time in the radiant glow of sunshine and less behind the illuminated pixels of my computer.<br /><br />Sure when the sun sets and I have some time to waste..............<br /><br /><br />*Great line from the movie <i>Fallen</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">all images copyrighted 2010 Richard Pflumm<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18630626-3043044008627807886?l=natper.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>richnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18630626.post-36086875594255046932010-02-06T19:42:00.000-08:002010-02-06T19:51:26.484-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/773697948_3d7da7d24c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/773697948_3d7da7d24c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">all images copyrighted 2010 Richard Pflumm<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18630626-3608687559425504693?l=natper.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>richnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18630626.post-12551199235958284102009-03-01T20:37:00.001-08:002009-03-01T20:44:31.106-08:00<font class="Apple-style-span" face="'trebuchet ms'" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The feeling of being snowbound when you have no place to go is always welcomed in my book</span></font><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'trebuchet ms'" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">.</span></font><div class="blogger-post-footer">all images copyrighted 2010 Richard Pflumm<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18630626-1255119923595828410?l=natper.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>richnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18630626.post-1134278166711430372005-12-10T21:08:00.000-08:002007-02-24T19:59:33.753-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/1600/santaclaus.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/320/santaclaus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />"Hey, Santa, pass us that bottle willya?"<br /><br />~Jethro Tull<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">all images copyrighted 2010 Richard Pflumm<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18630626-113427816671143037?l=natper.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>richnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18630626.post-1132809832477349852005-11-23T21:20:00.000-08:002005-11-23T21:26:49.140-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/1600/pumpkin_field.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/320/pumpkin_field.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/1600/scarecrow.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/320/scarecrow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">happy thanksgiving!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">all images copyrighted 2010 Richard Pflumm<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18630626-113280983247734985?l=natper.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>richnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18630626.post-1131256176457624622005-11-05T21:47:00.000-08:002005-11-05T21:49:36.466-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/1600/angry_tractor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/200/angry_tractor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">all images copyrighted 2010 Richard Pflumm<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18630626-113125617645762462?l=natper.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>richnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18630626.post-1131076804376560672005-11-03T19:58:00.000-08:002007-02-24T20:01:13.410-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/1600/jesus_curbside-bw.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3161/1828/320/jesus_curbside-bw.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br />If Jesus saves -- well, He'd better save Himself<br />from the gory glory seekers who use His name in death.<br />Oh Jesus save me!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">-jethro tull</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">all images copyrighted 2010 Richard Pflumm<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18630626-113107680437656067?l=natper.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>richnoreply@blogger.com0