Monthly Archives: May 2016

A MEMORY SEARCH THAT FAILED

I was wondering about something and I wondered why I wondered about this particular thing.   All I know is that I did.   It proved to be a memory search that failed And it really doesn’t matter that it … Continue reading

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THE TOOL WE’VE BEEN GIVEN

I sailed on a lake some time ago in a boat that I had made with two of my neighbors – men now many miles away from me as is that boat we made then.   My mind often covets … Continue reading

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THE WIND

The wind choreographs the clouds most of the day long and when the sun goes down man is often astounded at the display of beauty found on the horizon.   Not always, to be sure, but so often that he … Continue reading

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MY FEATHERED FRIENDS

The other day I had to stop – to stop my trike.   A mother duck followed by nine ducklings waddled across my path.   They seemed confident that I would let them pass.   And I was confident, too … Continue reading

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MAINTENANCE

The tires on my tricycle require my diligence to keep them filled with air – forty-four pounds worth which slowly dissipates and needs replacing fairly often.   If the tires get soft the energy required to move along the paths … Continue reading

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MOBILITY

When I see the squirrels hopping across the lawn I consider how different is the mobility of different animals.   Some seem mostly to jump – some seem to be always stalking – some seem only to run – and … Continue reading

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I SHOULDN’T HAVE LISTENED TO THE NEWS PROGRAM

I was eating puffed wheat and I thought of her: caught by ISIS and being led into a bedroom where she was consistently raped – for three months.   At noontime I was eating a grilled cheese sandwich knowing that … Continue reading

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STOP WHINING

The time to whine is past for if it lasts you will go downhill fast.   And you will begin to fast by not imbibing in the care of loving friends who will be annoyed and short of sympathy.   … Continue reading

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STILL LEARNING

When young I heard the word “queer” and “fag but hardly ever thought about them – was naive – just totally naive!   When middle age beset me I was totally immersed in making things from wood and though I … Continue reading

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OPENING

Some of our coping has to do with opening. – especially things in plastic that may be fantastic when at last you get inside.   Then understand that there are cans that demand good hands to open to their contents. … Continue reading

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