The Farmer’s Market does not disappoint. A weekly event, which replicates the open air commerce of many generations, universal, on every continent, – that is the Farmer’s Market. The buying and selling is integrated with the producer, with the production of many types of goods, not limited to the produce which comes from sun,…
Again, the circle of friends settled in at Barnes & Noble, provoked to consider, to attempt a response to several challenges to conventional thought. Since antiquity, here in Europe and lately in America we have relied upon the assumption that each of us has a defined, stable identity, a “self” which we aim to…
July 4th, Independence Day 2024 arrives. It is overcast. The roads were eerily quiet, no traffic. I nodded to instinct and pressed the accelerator, the car surged to 70 mph in three seconds or so. That was enough. The published speed limit was 40 mph. What is life but to exceed a limit? Karl…
There is more to say. I mean the drag strip experience always affords something new, cars and conversations that are unexpected. At the larger holiday events at The Grove, Arnie Beswick is sometimes present with his Tameless Tiger nostalgia GTO. In past years Arnie shown up with a driver and a late model Pontiac…
Memorial Day weekend is commonly recognized as unofficial beginning of summer. The kids are out of school, all grinning ear to ear, imagining the adventures that await. Perhaps there remains a kid in me!? Year to year I too anticipate the warm months of summer by planning to be present for the first big…
We returned from New England. A return home feels good, since that environment is where I belong. There I continue to become myself with the support of family, friends, and of nature. I cannot forget nature. The Transcendentalists of New England were onto something enormous, almost too important to be captured by words. Every…
My hometown. I spent several days in Durham to visit with some old friends. Now life has resumed for me in Batavia. I have lived nearly all of my adult life in the Midwest. The values and viewpoint of the middle of the Midwest are the composite self that most easily presents to my…
The internet service is intermittent today. I am unsure whether I will be able to finish a post. The connection is unimportant. Today, the sun shines a majestic power, warming seeds, bulbs to sprout upward to light. I’ll be at the show. Maybe to capture some photos. It is a one of a kind…
Sunday dawns as one more day. This day is incomparable, a day only superficially similar to any other. We Americans have designated the seventh day Sunday, as a day of rest, reflection. To say it in a degraded form, “the Lord’s day,” a day for collective worship. Degraded you say!? Yes. Do not feel…
Another magnificent day, a morning all sunshine. I spoke with a friend about preparing for the growing season. He grows dahlias, and I grow vegetables. Nature is one of the bonds between us. Another bond, we see one another almost daily at the Geneva Starbucks. Perhaps both of us prefers dark roast coffee? Last…
