Indelibly marked onto my brain are those days of hotbunking. Oddly, I have no personal experience with the activity. I didn’t have a bunk on the boat for about a week. My first trip to sea was a rush job. I was recruited directly off the submarine tender Orion; no sub-school. By chance I’d been … More Hotbunking. A Step Up for Many. I Know.
All seriousness aside, my spirits are good and this is an attempt to lighten myself up more since my dark hours during this past week. The older I get the more dark my thoughts. It is natural I believe. Another issue to deal with during our days. I plan to post “goodbyes” every so often. … More Inspired to Write My Goodbyes Before it’s Too Late.
How difficult it is to write a simple line of thought to a dear friend without causing all kinds of anguish/activity. Today has been a downer for me. I have, like other times before, wondered about suicide. I’m a bit more positive now. I have not dressed all day. I have been playing computer games … More I Write a Note to Nina.
A NOTE TO MYSELF I wrote the note in the wee hours alongside a highway during my final trip from Santa Fe to Boothbay. The note indicates that I am driving toward Columbus, Ohio and within 42 miles of the place. The note is six months old. This is all I know. The intention of … More A Note to Myself
THREAD HANGING A killer whale jumping in a bowl of green peas, I found it between vi and vii, A slick photo with no print or explanation A strand of ideas snapped and dead ended, Glossy and colorful and smooth to touch. What I was looking for is gone for the moment … More Have You Ever Seen an Orca? Now’s Your Chance.
WATERCOLOR TREES A blanket of sea smoke steals softly into the cove, Presses along the shore, Two islands lean in with watercolor trees, Their winter branches wave and reach, Divas without wigs share startled stares. Two India ink crows scold and command, Two India ink crows being offensive, All the while the sea smoke With … More Winter is Beautiful. Don’t Let Anyone Kid You.
There are days when I want to lash out at the oppressive nature of someone or some group and discharge all the anger and bitterness that comes with failure and humiliation. Quite a human reaction to things that pile up and gnaw away on a daily basis. I believe that’s what is going on in … More Stress is Cumulative. Empathy is Required.
This scene repeats and never is without joy. The first joy of the early Spring! I just came back in from a mini-tour of The Castle grounds. I discovered the snowdrops where just a few days ago were piles of snow. It always joins the child within with my present day mind. The sight always … More Uplifting Find!
Playing Fair and Being Kind 