My journal of big words and pretty pictures
They serve as a reminder that life is not easy It is not safe to dip your toe in the water Don’t venture out too deep There are leviathan and krakens Lying in wait, ready to carry you into the fathomless abyss Whales to swallow you whole Sharks to eat you alive It is not … Continue reading No wake
To complete one rotation in 24 hours, the earth must spin at an average of 1,000 mph. When you consider that, it doesn't matter whether I'm power-walking at 3 miles per hour down an asphalt sidewalk, or this snail is moving at a leisurely 3 inches an hour along the edge of a rain-drenched leaf, we are … Continue reading A snail’s pace
It’s hot out there. Mornings are still cool enough that I can breathe, but barely. Walking around the neighborhood is best done just after the sun rises. There’s little traffic, and the moms with strollers are still at home, older walkers are not stirring yet, and dogs are snuggling in bed with their sleeping masters. It's … Continue reading Down to earth
To the uninitiated, these represent childhood memories of pretend car races. To me, they symbolize the manifestations of a lifelong obsession, a compulsive obsession. At the tender age of 12, my son was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. His rituals involve small, die-cast toys. Mainly cars, but it can also mean tiny motorcycles, airplanes, military … Continue reading Kelly Blue Book invaluable
I’ve been gainfully unemployed since 2009. In all that time, after all the resumes and job applications I’ve submitted, I’ve had this many responses… zero. Alas… Instead, I suffer job search purgatory vicariously through my grown-ass children. They have both had to do that crazy dance, and I don’t envy them. Other than the steady income, that is. … Continue reading Nailed it
I find my muse in a garden, not of flowers, but of marble and wrought iron. There is peace among the stones, a quiet comfort being surrounded by angels and saints.
Thin spiral notebook 