Two mornings ago, my GPS system, Waze, brought me to work in a different way.
For the first time in three years, I drove to work on the other side of the Charles River, so I saw this:
When I took that photo, the title for today’s post suddenly appeared, from another side of my mind. From then on, I’ve been noticing the theme of “The Other Side,” everywhere I go.
Something else, in a different side of my mind: on the other side of this weekend is September, which contains the beginning of autumn. On the other side of autumn? Winter.
While I can fear the lowered temperatures of winter, I dread something else even more, in New England — the lessening of color, all around.
However, I’m working on embracing all sides.
Here are some other sides I’ve been seeing:
I’ve taken a lot of photos, since that one from the other side of the Charles River. I could have shown you any — or all — of them, since everything has an other side.
Okay, you’ve gotten my side. Now it’s time for yours. What associations do you have with “The Other Side”?
I also want to invite another side to make an appearance. What images would Google choose, for “the other side”?
Here’s one:
(image found here)
And one other side:
(image found here)
What’s missing for me, right now? Music, which is playing in my head. Here’s a Stephen Sondheim song from “Into The Woods” (which made a previous appearance, in Day 247: No one is alone, in another version).
(YouTube video found here)
This post started with an other side. What’s the other side of the start? The end.
Thanks to Stephen Sondheim, Rosie O’Donnell (for the video), savage chickens (and other creatures), to those who are open to other sides, and to you — of course — for visiting this side, today.
