Today is All Saints Day. It is also 6 months and a day of SnappedShots. I can’t believe I’ve lasted this long and still maintained a good deal of my sanity. I’m not too concerned about that. Too much sanity is like too much candy.

I should like, here, to give a nod to Saint Jude, the patron saint of lost causes. After six months I am not richer and not more famous and have yet to appear on Ellen. I have also found zero sponsors and I haven’t yet got my new camera. I’m also not sure I have had any wild epiphanies about living. But this project has become its own compulsion. And, as compulsions go, I quite enjoy it. And as it turns out, rather than fame or money, I am enjoying doing it just for myself. At the very least, when I’m 60, I will have a time capsule of my life.

Also, a nod to Saint Veronica, the patron saint of photographers, Saint Francis, the patron saint of journalists and Isidore of Seville, the patron saint apparent of the Internet. I wish, I wish I could have found a patron saint of perseverance. But, as much as I tried – and I tried and I tried – I could discover no such saint.

I should also like to thank my friends and supporters who, while very much alive, are very saintly.

Meanwhile, from that great exile, Hannibal Lecter: “Memory, Officer Starling, is what I have instead of a view.”

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