Saturday, February 11, 2023

Goodbye, and thanks for all the fish

 Through memories, seasons, travel and food, I've done this for 10+ years. Through my lacking interest and ability, and your lacking interest, it's time to go.

Prince Phillip has been quoted and saying , and I may not be totally accurate, "A good guest knows when it's time to leave."  

I bid you au revoir






Tuesday, January 31, 2023

The Adorable One

 For the long time followers of my blog, here's a recent picture of TAO. She's a teenager now, turned 13. Hard to believe.




Saturday, December 24, 2022

Christmas 2022

 Happy Holidays to all. 

May everyone have a fine christmas and interesting new year. 



Wednesday, November 23, 2022

Thursday, October 20, 2022

The news, and insomnia

 Lately, I've been sleeping poorly, nothing really new. But I've gotten into a pattern of waking at 5am after a fitful night. I turn off the cpap, get up, turn on the radio to NPR and lay back down, hoping for an hour or so more sleep. 

The news doesn't help. 


Ukraine....the war, Putin's veiled threats to use tactical nuclear weapons. The war's effects on the world, food shortages, inflation, two bags of groceries for $100 here. Not conductive to sleep.


Britain... since brexit, they've imploded. 5 Prime Ministers in 6 years. Vieing for Italy in government changes per year. Our closest ally, near collapse. 


And here...this, our country. It's unrecognizable to me anymore. We have lost what it means to be a democracy, and a sizable part of the country does not want a democracy. Tens of millions want a minority ruled autocracy, where the minority views, right wing, are the rule of law. 

Here's what I wonder...now, I could turn off the radio, silence NPR. I could stop looking at the internet, FB, the NYTimes, etc. I could listen to music, watch movies. I could make myself believe the events of the world outside my door had nothing to do with me. 

I could keep up the illusion, try to ignore the prices of groceries, gas. Not talk to my daughters about their fears for themselves in the new America. 

How long? How long before it can't be ignored? How long before there is a knock on the door, and two men with a clipboard ask if it's true I voted democrat? Did I ever know anyone in this country illegally? Did I know anyone who's gotten an abortion?

You tell me. 

 




Sunday, October 9, 2022

Another post


Yes, it's been a bit. I'm still here, living now in Portland. I miss Montana, I miss the weather, not the people. Some, I have good friends there, but Montana has moved so far to the right politically, like the nation, I am no part of it. 
Portland is...so different than when Cary and I lived here, 1970-73, again in 76-80. The neighborhoods have become so...yuppified. No, more diversified, which I guess is a good thing. 
I posted some photo's at random...here's two from the Columbus day storm of 62...

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A guy sent this to me recently, from a Viet Nam group, he was a photographer for the Marines, he took this in '69...it's in Da Nang, the station hospital. 


Here's my son Henry, with the now 15 month old Nelly.


And the Adorable One, in the 7th grade this year chowing down on seafood on the Oregon coast


Not sure if I'll post more, but judging from the responses and views, it doesn't matter.
Hope all that see this are well.

 

Sunday, September 4, 2022

Phantsythat brought me back

 The Crow must have felt the change in seasons, and wanted to get ahead of the fall rush. In my support of that, and hopes the Crow will continue to grace us, I'll post a few recent photos. 

I'm in Portland, perhaps for the duration, in a MIL at my son's place. It's a Fine and Private Place, with everything, almost, a geezer would want. 

I'm looking forward to fall, and the temps and rain...the summer has been difficult for me, I don't 'do' heat well. 

So, on to the recent and not-so-recent photos...







The kids, the grands, the kids and the grands, and finally a pic of Cambridge, on a fall day, with students and dons mingling in the the town.