
The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells in the sand
The sun goes down but gentle warmth
still lingers on the land.
The music stops and yet it echoes
on its sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes
something beautiful remains.
....a work in progress




Lachie on panda statue - I have been edited out of that one :)
Lachie imitates other lunch goers

Well here we are, it’s April 2009, I work in the IT industry and I am, as I write this, delving into social networking for the first time via this blog.
Hazzah! I hear you cry, welcome to ‘Today’ old man!
However I’m not so sure this is a celebratory moment. I’ve been resisting this kind of involvement, why? Mainly because I don’t have time, or my interest level is not high enough, or I just don’t see why other people would be that interested in what I am doing in order for me to write about it. (probably a combination of all of the above)
On the flip side my wife see's a contrary point of view.
As all other halves are aware, the best remedy in this case is to offer token contributions in an effort to waylay any nagging on the issue later.
Consider my contribution made ;)