Month: December 2017

I am writing this in the early morning. As opposed to last night, before sleep. As we approach another new year, how is any of it different, really? Always a big celebration, this new year business. But for most of

A good time to take a break. =========== “A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done

There’s this guy named Tony. Well, probably not. His real name was Antoine Lumiere. French. Like a Fry. Or Onion Soup. Anyway, in 1894, Antoine saw a demonstration of Thomas Edison’s Kinetoscope. The Kinetoscope. For those of you unfamiliar with

It was that exact moment, when the bubble broke the surface tension of the water. The all of it had reached 212 degrees Fahrenheit. And the first little bead, worked its way from the bottom of the pot, and thrust

There is a lot to be said for being privy to the joke. Being in on it. Having the awareness of the farce. Knowing there is a hoosegow. Horseplay. Buffoonery. I like a good Buffoonery from time to time.  As

Birds. I like ‘em. All the different kinds. I cannot think of one single bird I do not care for. I even have an appreciation for the Buzzard, or Turkey Vulture. I am not alone in this. In fact, it

“And what happened, then? Well, in Whoville they say – that the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day. And then – the true meaning of Christmas came through, and the Grinch found the strength of ten Grinches, plus

The rain fell steadily on our house this morning. I love being alone, in the quiet, when it is raining outside. Especially, when I am on the inside, and I am dry and warm. Listening. It is a steady stillness,

To tell you the truth, I’ve never been very fond of the Nutcracker. The ballet is okay. I’ve seen it about 100 times, in a lot of different cities. Mary had this thing for taking the entire family every year

(The original photos can be seen at TIME Magazine Top 100 Photos 2017. The renderings here were created by the author of this blog.) This morning, I bruised through all my news feeds. I vary the list. From the BBC,