
Tonight’s wanderings. Last week was Salmon Hole. This is Old Red Mill. Both are spots along the Winooski River. Non-winter is just so much bigger and full of surprises.

Tonight’s wanderings. Last week was Salmon Hole. This is Old Red Mill. Both are spots along the Winooski River. Non-winter is just so much bigger and full of surprises.

Saturday night. The world is so much bigger in not-winter…
Not so long ago I asked my brother what he was drinking lately, what he was listening to lately, what he was reading lately. Since then, I’ve taken up dry Riesling, re-read the SILMARILLION, and added some lute music to my nano. I’m still not him.
Electric blanket, Ambien, oatmeal… the holy triumvirate of comfort, that carry me through the best 12 hours of my 24-hour day.
Happiness is also, for the other 12:
Brand spankin’ new Sunday papers.

Books
Meal planning, food shopping, cooking, eating, eating at restaurants
Programming, debugging, when something works, when something doesn’t work and you figure out how to make it better, when something doesn’t work and you’ve discovered something important that saves the US economy
Contrarian viewpoints, philosophy & ethics, deep human history, big picture thinking
2023 – Yellowstone
2024 – Total solar eclipse
Two life-changing experiential years in a row. Though I guess every experience is technically life changing.
If you don’t have a dream, how you gonna have a dream come true?
This is a line from a song in SOUTH PACIFIC. It was also something my Aunt Alice used to say, back when I Was Very Young, and she wanted to encourage me to dream big.
All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel
And all that you love
And all that you hate
All you mistrust
All you save
And all that you give
And all that you deal
And all that you buy
Beg borrow or steal
And all you create
And all you destroy
And all that you do
And all that you say
And all that you reap
And everyone you meet
And all that you spite
And everyone you fight
And all that is now
And all that is gone
And all that’s to come
And everything under the sun is in tune,
When the sun is eclipsed by the moon.


Behold the garden, in all its glory!!!!!!!!
