Monthly Archives: July 2012

Second Amendment Scoreboard

I have no more to say…… (Thanks Chili, for the reference from the Pragmatic Progressive Page)

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The ash Buddha

Today JB and I cut down a volunteer ash tree right between the neighbor’s and our backyard. The tree has been getting repeatedly tangled in the powerlines. It was growing in the exact wrong spot, right underneath the place where … Continue reading

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The sound of the nap, the smell of the ink

I am an artist. From the months of September through mid-June, I am a Humanities teacher and apply all my creative juices in helping students to get excited about what they are learning and to feel empowered about making constructive … Continue reading

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Sacer and Profanus in Lincolnwood

Some years ago, actually many years ago, I was moved by a lecture on the sacer and the profanus and how these concepts related to the world of art. The profanus is the prescribed world, the world that can be … Continue reading

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The Mirror

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“Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks” by Jane Kenyon

I am the blossom pressed in a book, found again after two hundred years. . . . xxxxx I am the maker, the lover, and the keeper…. xxx When the young girl who starves sits down to a table she … Continue reading

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I am Kate

Having mirrors in exercise rooms is challenging. Your body is always in front of you, letting you know its imperfections or, certainly in my case, its overabundance. Today in qigong it struck me that I had become, physically at least, … Continue reading

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Breakfast in the garden

Each morning JB and I have breakfast in the garden. Fresh fruit with yogurt and a glass of coffee. (We drink our hot coffee from big glasses.) It had rained all night, the first rain of summer really, and the … Continue reading

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“The Garden” by Andrew Marvel (1621-1678)

How vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays ;  And their uncessant labors see Crowned from some single herb or tree, Whose short and narrow-vergèd shade Does prudently their toils upbraid ; While all the flowers and … Continue reading

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Vital Fluids

Oil change time again. At least that’s what we went in for. But now a new water pump is called for and the oil pan needs to be resealed. At 185,000 a new water pump is not outrageous. It’s the … Continue reading

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