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Thursday, May 14, 2015
Our backyard chicken catch and eat mice
You just gotta remember that chickens are just the living descendants of the T-Rex. Anything smaller than them and not quicker than them is fair game to be eaten by them.
Friday, May 08, 2015
To hear or not to hear - what was the question ?
#Beltone :: pretty cool how I can turn them off from my phone or adjust between 'reataurant' 'normal' and 'boost' modes that have been tailored for my particular pair of ears. I am deaf in the three highest tones. Midrange is degraded and bass is fine but the high end tones really give distinction and with out them- it's more challenging to hear every day. Hearing aids.
What would life be like without aids for hearing or eyes? What would life be like without such ease of information access? The device (iPhone) I am typing this on from a coffee shop while I watch a deluge of rain outside, has more storage and computing power than my first desktop computer. That was the #maccolorclasic with a 9 inch 256 color tube display.
It is cool that I can mute the background noise but what if I had no glasses or hearing aids.
What if I had no access to eBooks white papers and Wiki?
In the same note - Colorado does not get much rain and when it does, like now, more than half the people walking about downtown right now in the very steady rain; have no coats or rain coats or hats.
If shit really stopped working and folks had to rely on wits I do think the attrition would be vast.
Labels: #hearingaid #glasses #witlesswonder
Friday, January 02, 2015
every body is doing it
happy new year 2015
everybody is doing it
well .. they were
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Looking for King Arthur
Sometimes, sitting in a downtown city high rise office, don't you just get an urge?
To go into the mists in search of King Arthor
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
RIP Sally cat
Once they where kittens
Then the sisters became
Over time they in thirteen years
Never left the house
Oh a vet visit here or there
The one by my hand
Sleeps forever more
Under the maple tree
The circle of life
Friday, September 12, 2014
History ties us
My wife and I both are from this region of Vermont and that pleases us both. One of Melissa's ancestors escaped from Indian capture during revolutionary war times by ice skating down lake Champlain. One of my ancestors built this chapel in Middlebury.
Our daughters first real visit about the state barely covered the list of places for her second trip to where our history is.
Thursday, July 31, 2014
poem from a porch watching a storm roll over
rain on a lake
there is a sound, symphonic
rising enveloping random jazz
there is a smell, wafting rich life
soil leaves acrid thunder
there is a feeling, home
green mountains and the place where
lives entwine deeper than memory
rain on a lake