a thing of beauty from 1967 – because it was the 60’s and I was there, I remember nothing…
dailyprompt
learning to learn
a difficult and easy process…
get a dog
get a dog: then the day can really start – warm up, slow is good, keep it up, repeat & look forward to existential conversations with your dog – available 24/7

back to the future
sometimes you have to go back to the future …
people
people not in history, wise folk, human-kind
an annual tradition
We lived in a small hamlet in the hills of the Charente, France for seven years, and each year in May/June the neighbourhood party was held (Fête des Voisins). This often involved a long period of standing around before drink was offered/allowed until the last person had arrived. Every year followed suit; sampling the homemade food and drink (mostly alcohol) which we had all contributed. One year my wife was formally congratulated on her tarte au citron (lemon tart) and a lovely old chap from the hamlet would once again pour us all a generous glass of Pinot Charente (a fortified homemade wine). One year we took along a new English neighbour who looked aghast into the bottom of her glass to see the multitude of tiny flies remaining – an annual tradition…
being in the journey
“after time
is there no time
like the present”
(fragments, pamphlet-poem by P.R.Bennetta)

in sunshine, rain & hurricane
Heaven and Hell
being in two minds, i see myself in heaven and hell

Miss Parson Jack Russell vs Mrs Fox
Tess, our Parson Jack Russell terrier makes the best pet, and Foxes – they are beautiful, however our local fox has a foot fetish and steals shoes & socks – upsetting the neighbours!

