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The Only Things

Stay home.  Go out.
Sit still.  Exercise.
Tolerate clutter.  Tidy up.
Stay awake.  Sleep soundly.

These are the things, the only things.

Walk smartly.  Drive safely.
Read a book.  Write a blog.
Plan a meal.  Choose take-out.
Talk freely.  Keep quiet.

These are the things, the only things.

Think without drifting.
Talk without babbling.
Laugh without crying.
Breathe without aching.

These are the things, the only things
That I can’t do while my mother is dying.


Marjorie Mae Gibson died 10 June 2017.

 

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Happy Birthday to Me

Today I turn, am, have, or complete 65, depending on your language (and those are just the few that I know). But whatever the verb, it’s an odd moment: long expected and yet totally surprising.  I cannot yet comment on the state itself but as I sit here, between the idea and the reality, I have a few random thoughts, as the aged often do.  Continue reading

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National Treasure #120: Battle of Vimy Ridge

Dates: April 9 to 12, 1917

Canadians killed: 3,598

Canadians injured: 7,004

The battle became symbolic of Canada’s contributions and sacrifices in the war — more than 60,000 dead — and gave Prime Minister Robert Borden the postwar impetus to push for autonomous recognition for Canada from Britain. It led to Canada’s change of status from colony to dominion and Commonwealth member. – Canadian Encyclopedia
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A Glory

En route to his last golf game in Gilbert before we head home, the Big Guy pulls over on the bridge/overpass to let me out.  I grab my hat, water bottle, and camera, slam the car door, and head off on my own last: a walk along a desert wash.

My plan is to head for 2.6 miles (all distances courtesy of Google Maps) along a paved path beside the dry sandy bed of Queen Creek to its western terminus, watching for wildlife, then to pop out at street level and walk another 1.1 miles to get home.

My hope is to see a roadrunner along that route.

My fondest wish is to get a good photo or video of a roadrunner or, failing that, an interesting shot of a bee, my latest photo challenge.   Continue reading

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Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia

It’s a joke, if such a casual name is appropriate for something that uses Ancient Greek roots:

  • Hexakosioi – six hundred
  • Hexekonta – sixty
  • Hexa – six
  • Phobia – irrational or persistent fear

Hence, hexakosioi-hexekonta-hexa-phobia: fear of 666.   Continue reading

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