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Post 3042: No, it’s really not that simple.
My father is continuously angry. As he ages, his outward expressions of this have mellowed, but he still rants pretty much all the time, about everything. His main complaint is that everything and everyone is stupid, and he knows how to do it better.… Continue Reading “Post 3042: No, it’s really not that simple.”
Post 3041: Wasps in autumn
Winter comes much earlier in the interior than it does on the coast. This dormant wasp’s nest was positioned by the road near our cabin, disturbed only by the paper thin wind that comes up off the lake in late October. Normally, there would… Continue Reading “Post 3041: Wasps in autumn”
Post 3039: Elk Ridge, Sunday Morning
On my way home from the cabin outside of Princeton, I encountered these elk on the side of Mine Hill, also known as Elk Ridge. I have driven this highway dozens of times and never encountered a single elk – but today there was… Continue Reading “Post 3039: Elk Ridge, Sunday Morning”
Post #3038: Foreshadowing winter
I posted the other day that my time is not my own right now and that’s just not the truth, nor is it how time works. I’ve been turning this one over for the last few days and in my meditations – the notion… Continue Reading “Post #3038: Foreshadowing winter”
Post 3037: In flight
A lot of my time these days is on the road. I have to say, I’m enjoying it more than I thought I would, but my time is very much not my own at the moment. I took this photo earlier this week on… Continue Reading “Post 3037: In flight”
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