Tag: Ink
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Anne – Part 10 – Problems In Paradise
Problems in Paradise Some troubling incidents started to present themselves early in the marriage. Anne wanted to handle our finances, and that was fine with me. So, we had joint checking and savings accounts. We both put our paychecks into the checking account and had 10% moved to the savings account monthly. The problems started…
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Wild Magic
Another old one from the early ’80s… Places it in the same time-window that I’m currently describing in my continuing memoir. Wild Magic I am the wild magicThe promise of oldIn order to articulateI must learn to be bold The entire universeWill dance to my tuneBut first – shed the cacconBehold the sun and moon…
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Black River Mystery
Black River Mystery down in the Black Riverfloodplain not far fromcattails and clumps ofriver-birch, snuggled inwith rag-weed, QueenAnne’s Lace and St. John’sWort sits a square patchof young five and sevenfrond-leaf plantings sixfeet high, approachingharvest strength – perhapsnext week where did they gobig mystery of the floodplaindry patch of ground – fiveand seven frond dream-makers gone…
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Some Older Paintings and Drawings
I didn’t get serious about art, that is painting and drawing until after I retired, January 1, 2010. I had dabbled with it a little over the years with help from Mom when I was very young, then a bit in high school. But I didn’t produce anything exceptional and was pretty much discouraged by…
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Sunset Road, Beyond the Road to Nowhere
Sunset Road, Beyond the Road to Nowhere Early morning 85-degree ride along the Tucson Loop, with the sun sittingjust 15 degrees off the eastern horizon,108 predicted for the daytime high6 mile/hr tailwind helps drive usnorth toward El Camino Del Cerro ‘the Road to nowhere’ and beyondto Sunset Road, connecting two north-south arteries, either side of the dry riverbed, the…
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Ann Arbor Part 2 – Memoir Continued
Ann Arbor Part 2 I was under pressure to find my own place from Ted’s friend who’d been letting us stay at his place. Ted moved in with Sharon. Susan invited me to move in with her. Boy, that was a hard one… Hell yes, I did! She had an efficiency suite, one big room…
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Hot Town, Summer on the Bikepath
This is the result of my 6 AM ride last Friday morning. The high for the last 10 days or so has been consistently around 110F and 82 for a low at night. Hot Town, Summer on the Bikepath cicadas singing their hearts outdeep in the foliage of eucalyptusmesquite and palo verde withambient backup of…
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Senior Year Part 2 – Advanced Writing – Recruiters – Memoir Continued
Advanced Writing Class – Miltary Recruiters – Senior Year I can’t remember our teacher’s name, but he had the misfortune to look like a cross between Ichabod Crane and the Papa-oom-mow-mow Man of Goulardie’s 60’s TV show fame. He was a very good teacher and got me started in writing poetry, though none of it…
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Breakfast at the Birdfeeder Diner
Breakfast at the Birdfeeder Diner Wrens and sparrows arrive first5:30 am sunrise long shadowsbarcode the entryway A flock of morning doves landsurvey the ground, then hop upon the birdseed buffet pecking away nudging earlyrisers out of the way, need seventimes their weight for the day the big boys twice the size arrivetwo-tone gray and translucent…
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Depression
Depression seems to be a major topic on several of the blogs I’ve been reading recently. I’ve struggled with it several times over my long life. I believe that it is a normal part of human existence, and the following is my current perspective on the condition, based on my personal experience with it. Depression…
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