Lawrence Ferlinghetti died yesterday, February 22, 2021. Among the clatter and clang of the days news, this is the one bit of information that makes me reflective.Leave a Comment
I don’t get out to walk much these days.
Or, I should say, that I walk 15 to 20 miles a day and so don’t get out to walk the neighborhood like I used to.Leave a Comment
The sun shone in an azure sky. While it was warm, fall was in the air. The season had stripped the few trees in the vast, 86-acre cemetery, part of Independence, KS’ park/cemetery/zoo complex. It was the kind of fall day we have all experienced, and the kind of day that will appear next year and the year after into eternity.Leave a Comment
Each day runs into the next. Life has become a series of episodes, everyone much like the other. I get up at 7:15, sit on the edge of the bed and wonder what this is all about.2 Comments
I’ve been dithering all day. For the first time in over six months, I’ve had two days off in a row. They come desperately needed. My route is over 17 miles and I walked that, plus, the last seven days, excepting Sunday. Each day was at least ten hours long, and a couple were over twelve.Leave a Comment