Category: Commentary
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First Sailing Lesson – An Ancient Memory
I was 12 at the time of this episode in my life. I had sprained my ankle on our trip to Boston and was using my great grandfather’s bent bamboo cane with its brass ends… First Sailing Lesson Boston HarborSkiff with a sailTacks into the windEasily Grandpa showsMe the ropesHand on the tillerEye on sailWind-rippled…
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Our First House in Tucson – Memoir Continued
Our First House in Tucson The house came together pretty well. We set it up comfortably with a combination of things we brought with us and furnishings we picked up here and there after we arrived. We did buy new bed frames and mattresses. Both Ming and Che settled in well. There was a chain…
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Typical Day on the Loop
A reprise from this time last year. Typical Day on the Loop Riding the Loophalf reclinedsun glintingoff side mirrormy two front wheelshugging the curvesback-wheel gearingdrives me easilyup hills and downpowered by legsand feet on pedalsupfront and raisedalmost eye-level Roadrunner scootsacross the pathchasing a skink lone coyote matchesmy pace butdown in the washoccasionally looksmy way as…
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Mid-May and Green Sticks
Mid-May and Green Sticks mid-May and at least halfthe Palo Verde are wearingtheir bright yellow, blossom-bonnets petals of fallen gold circumscribethe feet of those green stickswith a deep amarillo shadow tree-pollen count was highfor this morning’s ride onthe southern side rolling along the Tucson Loop –LE – 5/16/24
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Believer
Believer by Imagine Dragons First things firstI’ma say all the words inside my headI’m fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh-oohThe way that things have been, oh-ooh Second thing secondDon’t you tell me what you think that I could beI’m the one at the sail, I’m the master of my…
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A Night at the Huntington Museum of Art
A Night at the Huntington Museum of Art 1 Glass Sculpture in Tropic of Koi Yellow, green, and blue spirals –Blown glass pond-treeMirrored in the water overLazily swimming Koi. Seat facing pond, withAir moist and warm – tropical,Foggy moisture on the windows,On a cold night in April. 2 Death by Design Forged barrel, machined and…
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Irises
Irises bearded Irisespurple and whiteyellow and burgundyrust and pinkand brilliant whitea fixture oftemperate climesflags signalingfond nostalgiathe clarion ofsummer vacationsthe ending of springand the sum … sumsummertime bluesyet to come –LE – 5/11/24 I love Irises, but don’t get to see them anymore, other than on the internet. They’re not native to the high Sonoran Desert,…
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The Move – The Journey (2/2) – Memoir Continued
The Move – The Journey (2/2) After many miles of sagebrush, wind farms, and advertised gas stations that were no longer in service or just currently closed, we crossed into New Mexico with more of the same. We traveled many empty highways on our way west and south from I-40 to I-10. But before we…
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Mortality Meditation – A Journal Entry
Mortality Meditation The older I get, the more I seem to consider the end of my journeys around old Sol, especially when I go to bed. I sometimes wonder if I’ll wake in the morning. This is not every night, but seems more frequent as I continue to age. It’s not that I have a…
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‘O Mare E Tu
An older piece, but still one of my favorites, performed by Dulce Pontes and Andrea Bocelli https://youtu.be/gGyeuCEAyWU?si=kdc2uqr6IyPDPiXy ‘O mare e tuby Dulce Pontes / Ignacio Ballesteros / Vincenzo Gragnaniello Feel in usSentir em nós Feel in usSentir em nós One reasonUma razão So that we won’t be alonePara não ficarmos sós And in that strong…
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