Archive for September 2019

Roosevelt NP

Seven states, one National Park, and twenty four hundred miles later, I’m back home and glad to be here. I’m especially glad to be sleeping in my own bed again. The catch-up list is too long, but that is just a part and parcel of traveling. The fall colors are well on their way in…

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Ends Well

I was driving down the Interstate with a semi in front of me and a semi to the right of him, a car to my right and another behind me, in other words, in heavy traffic. All the sudden I hear BANG, BANG! and then I start to see back debris flying everywhere. The next…

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Rest in Peace

Oh my gosh, this month is screaming by. how? How? HOW? On the drive to Minnesota, I saw many signs of autumn, subtle, but there they are. The sumac along the roads has turned red, a harbinger of what is coming for the trees above them. And if you look close, those trees have orange…

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Appeal

How to craft an appeal? This is not the title of a topic, it is a question. How do I do that? My HOA turned down a request, and while I’d like to fire off what I really think of them at the moment, I’m sure that won’t do me any good in the long…

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Writing Again

Writing. Writing. Writing. I’m back at it and it feels good. I tried to listen to the last debate and write at the same time. Boy was that not possible. I don’t multi-task as well as I used to, but listening to candidates and thinking about what to write just did not happen at all.…

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9-11 Still ?s

I have a question on this anniversary of 9/11. Actually there are a couple questions I need help with. Perhaps someone could suggest a good book to read that would help. The first one is: Why does Iran hate America? They didn’t always hate us. We used to have an embassy in Tehran up until…

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RMNP

I was ready to call it a day when I realized I had not gotten started on this blog. It’s not that I haven’t had time. It’s not that I did a lot of other things instead. It’s more like a combination of forgetting and no motivation, forgetting because there was no motivation, or just…

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Dorian

It was 98 degrees out as I wrote this. I do not want to complain, as so many people on the east coast and the Bahamas are dealing with a hurricane of epic proportions, but geez, people, I do not do hot. Regardless, my prayers to all those affected by Dorian. I know those affects…

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Circles

I’m sitting in one of my many workplaces, the waiting room where I get my oil changed. There is wi-fi if I need it, but really, I only work on the book or the blog here, and usually get quite a bit done. The painter is painting my yard fence today and finishing up the…

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