Temporary Container

I took this photo of a cardboard box containing the ashes of a friend a few years back. After we distributed them around the property I then put this box into the bonfire. Fitting I think. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust and ashes back to fire. I was struck by the idea that we all are just 'Temporary Containers' and that someday we will either be in a cardboard box, an urn or a fancy box underground...Whoa. Maybe to dark for this rainy Weds? I don't consider this depressing, just a reality that needs to be looked at once in a while in order to keep pushing me forward in my life. Having experienced death firsthand and up close and personal two times made it less frightening to me. Once really was enough, but the second time helped to cement my feelings and attitude toward it. Not afraid of it, I just want to live a very full, good life. And then have a good death. That's it for today from this 'Temporary Container'.

This is kind of how I feel today...although without the big boobs or hot night on Bourbon St. I picked up this small gossip mag from a great antique mall in the Boston area. 1960's era. Great stuff! My face and neck are swollen from an infected molar that will be leaving my mouth first thing Monday morning (I hope!) I spent most of yesterday trying to back up my new computer which was crashing and burning left and right....which caused me to practically pull my hair out! In spite of all this, I am still a very happy camper. I have antibiotics and pain pills and I am better off than most of the world.