Its almost over. It started of full of hope. The New Year, my first real winter, with a crazy storm. Spring was spent in anticipation of summer. Summer brought memories of home - and felt really long. I moved to a new apartment, at a time when I felt the change was much needed. The second half of summer and fall was the best I have had in a long time. It still feels like fall with the temperatures as warm as ever for a December in NYC. It could just be my body's reaction to the cold is much better this time around but why take all the credit , a round of applause for mother nature.
I got to see my first college football game in a stadia. And what a game to catch !! The Nittany Lions playing at home in their last game of the season, in the same week the Jo Paterno controversy broke out.
It was a very lean year for Ultimate Frisbee for me. I played no tournaments, the only one I had intentions to sign up for got snowed out, but not after I had already blown it away in my head. Again I would stick with attributing credits to mother nature.
I am looking forward to be back to Kodai, in 2012 and play what has been rumored to be Bryan Plymale's last Fly Baba before he leaves India. Mr.Plymale is by far the chief indicator of all things good about the Indian Ultimate spirit and Kodai Fly baba would always be yardstick for any Indian ultimate tournament.
The intention , originally, of this post was to share some photographs I have take over this year. I will come down to that by the end of this post. But the mind meanders as I type and I like where it is taking me.
Work has been a source of constant challenge this year. More than I ever could have dreamt off, but taking it on has been a lot more easier. There is a resonant frequency that my team has swung into. The best I have had over the past four years. I sense belonging, an eagerness to challenge each other and willingness to shoulder responsibility.
Thanksgiving this year unlike last was planned in advance. A cottage in the woods up in Michigan with couple of High school buds over three days couldn't have asked for more. (well got more than I asked for. Ask me about how a wild hunt for a garbage can in the wee hours ended up in a mini road trip around Manistee. )
