“Life” — is an expansive topic. I’ll write about it until I die. I am an expression of life on this planet. It is not as if I am an outsider, a disinterested observer. There are times when I think that our human form of life, we are social creatures after all, — is…
Friday brings a sultry summer morning. Perhaps this will be the beginning of an idyllic day, such as I remember, or believe that I remember from my childhood. Those were endless summers. My only responsibility was to return to the house by dark. Otherwise the day was entirely mine for play and for exploration. …
Every ending is a beginning. Time to depart, to say goodby to the house where we stayed, and to Lake Michigan. We have good memories of the past five days. There has been lots of laughter and some funny stories were told. I am satisfied to know the children will remember this time for…
It is paradoxical that I spend yet another day of enjoyment by the lake, knowing that Germany is slammed by flooding, with great loss of life, and devastation. The corona virus, the latest, hyper contagious variant is exponentially increasing infections by the day, with more deaths to follow. The obvious question comes to mind…
We decided to go blueberry picking. For the past five years that we’ve spent time in the St. Joseph area we’ve visited the Bumbleberry Acres Farm. Blueberry picking by comparison to strawberry picking is much to my liking. The ripened blueberrys grow on bushes which allow a standing upright position while picking the clusters…
Friday, in a few hours I will depart for St. Joseph, Michigan. The plan is to spend 5 days at a lake house, for an all-family vacation. It is a special occasion for parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and children to spend extended time together in conversation, play, swimming in the lake, enjoyment of the…
Walking about with my camera is satisfying. In my high school days I discovered the challenge of angle-of-view, light, and the framing of a camera lens, are elements of an art form that continues to fascinate. My first lesson in capturing a photo took place at a drag strip, with my father’s box camera…
The 4th of July, Independence Day has arrived. Shortly I will join family members to view a parade, to participate in a traditional celebration of ourselves. “Celebrating ourselves”, as ridiculous as that sounds can be a productive, reflective, a good-will-engendering act of reverence that we are blessed with good fortune to enjoy the sunlight,…
“Well, how was it?” — you may be asking. The visit to the race track, the drag racing, what was that like? Drag racing, a competition of acceleration, the apotheosis of the individual, to determine which man and machine can cross the finish line first, over a span of asphalt a quarter mile long…
The rumination about freedom vs determinism, the conundrum presented by cause and effect runs its course. It is time to move on to another stop on our journey. After all, change in scenery, variety is what we are looking for. Life is more than one topic, a single discussion. I took a short walk…
