Moments of Seeing & Occasional Pieces
The Sad Thing is That I’ve Lost my Ability to Write Under the Shade of Trees…It’s Like Losing an Old Friend.  I Mourn the Loss of That Beautiful Majestic Oak tree.  And the Shade it Brought…and the Joy it Brought.

The Sad Thing is That I’ve Lost my Ability to Write Under the Shade of Trees…It’s Like Losing an Old Friend.  I Mourn the Loss of That Beautiful Majestic Oak tree.  And the Shade it Brought…and the Joy it Brought.

The Sad Thing is That I’ve Lost my Ability to Write Under the Shade of Trees…It’s Like Losing an Old Friend. *** My friend, Matt, lost the 150-year-old oak tree that was the dominant presence and the prized possession of his backyard, in the recent tropical storm to hit Los Angeles on Sunday,...

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Our Bishop Alemany High School 55th Year Reunion, for the Class of 1968, is Now Complete – And the Cake was Decorated in Our School Colors of Garnet & Gray

Our Bishop Alemany High School 55th Year Reunion, for the Class of 1968, is Now Complete – And the Cake was Decorated in Our School Colors of Garnet & Gray

Our Bishop Alemany High School 55th Year Reunion, for the Class of 1968, is Now Complete - And the Cake was Decorated in Our School Colors of Garnet & Gray *** Our 55th year high school reunion is now over. The venue was perfect for the size of our gathering, the cake was decorated in our...

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The Flag of Ukraine I Passed on One of My Walks & Conversations, Emails, & Expletives – Прапор України, який я передав під час однієї зі своїх прогулянок, розмов, електронних листів та лайливих слів

The Flag of Ukraine I Passed on One of My Walks & Conversations, Emails, & Expletives – Прапор України, який я передав під час однієї зі своїх прогулянок, розмов, електронних листів та лайливих слів

The Flag of Ukraine I Passed on One of My Walks & Conversations, Emails, & Expletives Прапор України, який я передав під час однієї зі своїх прогулянок, розмов, електронних листів та лайливих слів The cover photo of this posting is one I took on a walk in the neighborhoods in the hills...

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Small Treasures – The Orange Fluffy Stuffed Cat – When She was Sitting Up in the Hospital Bed, with One Hand Resting Upon Her Cheek, She Would Just Stare in Peaceful Contemplation at the Orange Cat, that Sat in Quiet Repose Upon the Wooden Windowsill, Four Feet from My Mom’s Wondering Eyes

Small Treasures – The Orange Fluffy Stuffed Cat – When She was Sitting Up in the Hospital Bed, with One Hand Resting Upon Her Cheek, She Would Just Stare in Peaceful Contemplation at the Orange Cat, that Sat in Quiet Repose Upon the Wooden Windowsill, Four Feet from My Mom’s Wondering Eyes

Small Treasures – The Orange Fluffy Stuffed Cat A fluffy orange stuffed cat, a source of comfort, though not the toy or comfort of a child, sits on the back of the sofa in my study, the only stuffed animal upon the green and wine-colored plaid sofa.  The cat’s color is not overly...

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The Broken Love Stone – If Love is Missing or Fractured, It is Then Like a Constellation Without Many of its Stars, and Those Stars Remaining Dimmed and Barely Visible.

The Broken Love Stone – If Love is Missing or Fractured, It is Then Like a Constellation Without Many of its Stars, and Those Stars Remaining Dimmed and Barely Visible.

The Broken Love Stone - If Love is Missing or Fractured, It is then Like a Constellation Without Many of its Stars, and Those Stars Remaining Dimmed and Barely Visible. I have walked by these stones, actually more like ceramic eggs, many times over the years on my long walks, with the stones at...

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Waiting to Fly from Charlotte to Kansas City – A Story from a Gentle Man Spanning Many, Many Years

Waiting to Fly from Charlotte to Kansas City – A Story from a Gentle Man Spanning Many, Many Years

A Story from a Gentle Man Spanning Many, Many Years He was a gentle man, a kind, soft-spoken, older, thoughtful man, with manners and a quiet grace.  He was by himself.  I had left the seat beside him at the airport gate about ten minutes earlier to use the restroom before we started...

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