Sunday Morning, 5th of August, Twenty O’Seven
This morning Garrison informs us of a birthday… It’s the birthday of Wendell Berry born in Port Royal, Kentucky (1934). He grew up on farmland that had belonged to his
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Photo Friday – Wet
This is what my front yard has looked like on way too many days this summer. This week’s challenge: ‘Wet‘. Please read our Participant Guide before deciding to submit a
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Web wandering on a Thursday morning…
This story caught my interest the other day. A Factory Farm Near You – New York Times Once upon a time, only a decade or so, it wasn’t hard to
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The End…Today will mark the end of my worship at the nuclear medicine shrine…
After this afternoons session, my sacrifices on the alter of the atomic spheres comes to an end…The number for the day is 35…of 35. An ending and a beginning, even
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End of July, Twenty O’Seven
Today’s number is 34…Only one more day to go. As I was rambling through the news today, reading the stories out of Washington, and the comments from readers, I was
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Weekend Musing…All Day Long
“The days still come in order. Gray light collects in the bedroom long before dawn. Then comes a bleached noon and nearly always the threat of a late-afternoon thunderstorm. The
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TGIF – The glow visible out of the corner of your eye is just me…
Todays number is 32…The effects of swallowing the sun are beginning to manifest themselves. The gravel in my voice has become a whisper this week (along with the voice itself),
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It’s Thursday in Monsoon Land USA…
Todays number is 31…Look Ma, no voice…He said with a raspy whisper. If this doesn’t look like the eye of an angry God, I’ll eat my fire and brimstone upbringing.
