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Photo Memory of the Week
Cloud of the Week
Ladies and gentlemen, meet this week's cloud(s). I stumbled across it while walking to a clematis-site sighting from the previous day. By the time I got somewhere without any intervening tree branches, the cloud and the colours had moved on.
Place: Calgary
Posted: 2026 Oct 09Read my posts about clouds: here and here
Read knowledgeable stuff about clouds: here
Music of the Week
Quotes of the Week
Leucon, no one’s allowed to know his fate,Not you, not me: don’t ask, don’t hunt for answersIn tea leaves or palms. Be patient with whatever comes.This could be our last winter, it could be manyMore, pounding the Tuscan Sea on these rocks:Do what you must, be wise, cut your vinesAnd forget about hope. Time goes running, even
As we talk. Take the present, the future's no one's affair.
- Horace's Ode I:11Posted: Oct 08
Category Archives: Officialdom
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