Burke

Neither of Us Biking

Yesterday was rain off and on, mostly on. We did not bike. We went driving. Between rain, sometimes during rain, we saw people on bikes, which made me feel slothful. This is a lovely picture of a store in Burke, Vermont. I am up to 143 Vermont towns on my extremely lackadaisical mission of capturing all 251.

You Are Beautiful

In the wonderful book I read last year THE GREENGAGE SUMMER, the protagonist, a girl named Cecil, the second oldest among 5 children thrown into dire straits, is having a distraught moment. The Mystery Man who has befriended the children for the summer is comforting her. She cries to him, referring to her beautiful older sister, “I’m not beautiful like Joss.” He kisses her and says, “No, you are beautiful like Cecil.”

If you ever find yourself comparing yourself disfavorably to someone, someone real or just some image you have wished you could live up to, you can tell yourself, “I’m not beautiful like her. I’m beautiful like [your name here].”

What If This Were Enough

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