It is really hot here. Last week's reasonable temperatures gave way to a heat index of 116 yesterday. I decided not to go on the boat. It is just too much when there is little wind and melting heat.
So yesterday I did some cleaning up. We are gradually going through some things and selling or giving away stuff that hasn't been used in a long time. This is a delicate process because some of these things bring up some great memories.
One of the "finds" was a vintage Fender Bass Man tube amplifier. It hasn't been out from under a protective cover in a while. So last night I plugged it in, warmed it up and played the acoustic bass. What a sound this amp puts out. It is one of those things that's hard to describe--deep, rich and booming come to mind.
Funny how these things like the Fender amp can take you right back to that time so many years ago when life and the priorities were at a completely different place.
Time can go by so quickly. I may one day decide that I have had enough adventures on the boat and it will be sold. What I am getting at is that me
memories are made each day. And the history of our past is chronicled by the things we deemed important, the writings we do, and the images that are etched in photos and in the mind. And so it has been throughout time.
So even though I can only live one day at a time, I can make a memory that will be around for years. Just another reminder to make each day count.