A Rest Stop Between Past and Future
An anniversary trip to Galveston was a vintage time-travel get-away, complete with fine dining splurges and seascape cocktails shaken and stirred by strong, cool ocean breezes.
I’VE MANAGED TO PRACTICE photography over the past few months — months made difficult by my day job — but have not ruminated much about those images. A trip to Galveston allowed my wife and I to escape the pressures of work, celebrate our anniversary, and make some memories, which will be ruminated upon here.
Galveston painted herself in shades of gray, pink, and brown. It’s a vintage, lost-in-time city. Our fine dining splurges deepened that experience and widened our waistlines. I drank in a seascape cocktail shaken and stirred by strong, cool ocean breezes and rowdy waves.
The images here seem to capture our time-travel getaway. I’ll be back to Galveston. It almost seems a place that could host retirement, a notion made more and more enticing by those unsatisfactory workweeks. Time in the present feels fleeting and full of worry, but Galveston reminded me of how much of the past and future is still there for exploring.
A foundation and roof, wood and nails, paint and wallpaper, furniture and appliances — all make a house. Memories and family make it a home. We celebrate 30 years and look back from the beginning.