Five, Seven, and Five
Haiku, well, an English version of Haiku, and other tiny poems are what I do when I missed my chance at a photo. Didn’t have the camera, couldn’t get to it fast enough, couldn’t get the right angle, lost the…
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"And that's all I'm going to say about that."
Haiku, well, an English version of Haiku, and other tiny poems are what I do when I missed my chance at a photo. Didn’t have the camera, couldn’t get to it fast enough, couldn’t get the right angle, lost the…
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When I was still working, before our move to Ashland, Oregon, I relied on King County Metro Transit to take me to work and bring me home again. Often I rode my bike down the hill to the Kirkland Transit…
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I can’t imagine life without a soundtrack. Be it our own internal DJ running playlists in our head, or our earbuds emitting favorite tracks to accompany our runs, a radio station in the car, Air Play throughout our house condo…
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How did I get from a 1996 episode of a British television series to an elegy by Alfred, Lord Tennyson for Arthur Henry Hallam, British poet (1 February 1811 – 15 September 1833)? The connection? These five words: “red in…
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Work on my Karesansui (Japanese Rock Garden, 枯山水) has resumed. I could list the reasons it was on hold for so long, but why? It seems counter to the whole idea of creating, tending, and enjoying such a garden. Karesansui…
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While writing “Alaaarm!” “Dive! Dive! Dive!”, a recent post sharing some of my favorite submarine movies, the list continued to grow. Here are some more noteworthy submarine movies worth watching. British film Morning Departure (1950) directed by Roy Ward Baker,…
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“Alaaarm! Alaaarm!” A German submariner secures the upper hatch and a U-boat begins a crash dive. “Dive! Dive! Dive!” A US submariner secures the upper hatch and his submarine begins a crash dive. Or maybe there is silence, deep blue…
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I was on the water rower, singing along to a Van Morrison song on Pandora when I remembered a night in ‘69 or ‘70, fall or winter. It was during the school year. Some friends of mine and I had…
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I write because I must, because I love it, because I’ve wanted to since the time I was a kid, barely able to read. I’ve set aside the dream of doing it for years. Too many years. Now that I…
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“step right up step right up step right upeveryone’s a winner bargains galorethat’s right you too can be the proud ownerof the quality goes in before the name goes onone-tenth of a dollar one-tenth of a dollar, we got service…
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