Take a Walk

Long time no post. Presently waiting on download.

Must there be something to say, not already said?

Twitter and Facebook have canalized most of that energy.

I am well but getting old. Not cranky but creaky. Graceful.

Clearing Up

Plenty snow up north. Maybe take a ride early next week. Not far. Snow line.

Woke up; couldn't sleep. Church soon. Very holy congregation. Need to read up on Plymouth Brethren. Read Broadbent's "The Pilgrim Church". As a matter of... will do that right now.

Things Looking Up?

Christmas. Staring at the ceiling. Happy?

Not exactly. Was thinking of that philosophical work "Being and Nothingness". Who'd write such a thing? Satre. Who'd read it? But it more or less describes my existence.

A pity, surely. Nothing to be done. 

Happy Christmas

Christmas Eve; reminiscing. Married in 1973, our first Christmas. Going to the Benson Hotel in Portland for dinner. I wanted so much to make her happy but she was impossible and did not love me. Turned out to be our only Christmas.

I remember going out into the country around Mt. Hood and cutting down a tree. I think I had just gotten hired at Good Samaritan Hospital to work as surgical orderly and I sure was happy... but she was impossible! She ruined everything.

Tough having this as a Christmas memory but thete it is. My only Christmas. She ruined everything!

Dream On

Took a good hike and a nice shot in Dreamy Draw. Would like to extensively go through the mountain park. Build up to a good long walk.

Weighed myself. All I can say is I'm glad I'm under 300 pounds.

After the hike, went on the treadmill at the club. But fell off the wagon almost immediately. Very depressed last week and spent it in bed between meals. Awful. Same old; feeling lonely.

Church tomorrow. Have to look up and forward.

Naturally Happy

An antidote to toxic politics. So stated on Twitter too. Listening to Limbaugh in great peace. It's Bizarro World. Superman. Everything the opposite of what's real. This rose very real. For you... whomever you are. Lovely.

Reflections. This too beautiful. I made it. I wish my mother could see it. No, don't need the hateful toxicity spewed by Democrats. Mom was a Republican. 😆

A grackle. So proud of myself identifying! Lucky shot. Lucky fellow. Happy to be me. Surely.

Audubon Calling

This morning. Best identification: a warbler. At a Denny's. Monday night. Not much happening. CNN going on above; can't stand a glance. How I hate the way Donald Trump is being treated. I let the world know... tweets, Facebook postings. Not much camaraderie but its there. Even when its over they will persist. God help us.

An odd day. Felt like making spaghetti with sweet Italian sausage. Got the meat on sale the other day. Five sausages; cooked them all, two for now and the others for sausage and peppers later. I dropped the plate. Lost two to the patio deck.

After the noontime meal, slept all afternoon. To tub. Nice and limber, here I am.