Four years later…

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If trying to find a way when you don’t even know you can get there isn’t a small miracle; then I don’t know what is.

Rachel Joyce
Desk View
February 26, 2022

Four years ago today I held my breath and tapped the Publish button on my newly launched blog. I had no idea what to expect, but thought…why not? And Oneletterup was born. It began as a safe place for exploring & sifting through memories…flipping through musty diaries and the creased pages of letters from loved ones. And not-so-loved ones.

Then I discovered blog “challenges” which encouraged me to go deep and push through to write my truth. I had been in various writing groups over the years so it wasn’t an entirely new type of experience, but this time was better. I was inspired by VJ and Heather and Martha and Sandy and Shelley and Ellen to name just a few. Photography took off for me because of the Tuesday Photo Challenge (Frank offered excellent advice for choosing my new camera!). I was again inspired by fellow bloggers like him and Becky and Cee and Manja and John and the Lens Artists.

Of course everything went off track once the pandemic hit 2 (!) years ago, but blogging reinforced that I was not alone. It was also a place to try to make some kind of sense of what the hell was happening. I have been one of many…sharing and commenting in common disbelief at how upside down everything was/is.

I’m the type of person who diligently (and joyfully) marks anniversaries and rites of passage with photos and journal entries. Tell those stories! Birthdays (must have cake & candles!). Graduations (cake!). Weddings (cake!). First Days of School. Last Days of School. The First Year of Life in weekly photos. I am not sure how to commemorate my 4th year blogging anniversary except to be glad I’m still at it…and grateful to those who have hung in there with me. We’ve had comforting conversations and thankfully sometimes a few laughs.

When I started this blog 4 years ago, I was retired with more free time and now I’m not. Well…yes and no. My current full time volunteer “job” is running a condo board which usually chases out/squashes/silences the writer and photographer in me. Maybe someday that will be subject material for an essay (“I thought High School was over 50 years ago”) or even a memoir (“The Old and the Ornery”) but when you’re in the middle of you-know-what, it’s not the time to pick it apart and discuss.

I’m glad to be here…literally and on WP. Thanks for all your support.
Here’s to better days ahead!

Andrea

November, 2021

Oddity at the Airport

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BeckyB’s Squares Challenge: SquareOdds

I walked right by this row of pay phones (pay phones!) before realizing how odd it had become to see pay phones reminiscent of the “old days.” I then backed up and snapped this photo, complete with a portion of the Boston skyline painted on the wall above. In my hurry to reach my gate at Logan Airport I almost missed it.

Years ago, pay phones were enclosed in phone booths – with doors that closed – to give the caller some privacy and shelter from the weather when located outdoors. Even when located indoors they were usually set at a distance from each other or in a corner. There is no setup for privacy here. When you think about it, “privacy” is more of an illusion or distant memory (for some of us) in 2022 and has been that way for a while. It’s the odd (and in my opinion…unfortunate) reality of the cell phone internet age.

Logan Airport
Boston, Massachusetts

An Odd Sight

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BeckyB’s Squares Challenge for February: SquareOdds

Differing from the usual or not happening often (ie oddballs, the exceptions and follies)
Separated from its set or mate (eg odds and ends or maybe odd socks or shoes)
Not divisible exactly by two (ie odd numbers) or the number is unknown (ie 300 odd birds)

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This scene struck me as odd while walking in the woods last November. It was one of those stop-and-look-twice moments. First glance at a distance…a tree suspended?…risen? My imagination enjoyed the moment.