Now, what was there about a mountain and my name, and not pestering nice people? Oh, yes. I had somewhere else I was supposed to be, now. I have a book to write. I have some friends I’m helping. There’s a hundred hikes with my name on them, and I am not packing my computer […]
Day: January 13, 2004
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Better Things
Better crumbs to leave behind me than notes on comment spammers. Two little boys in a square in San Antonio, hiding behind their coats pretending to be pigeons that they chase from the square. An exercise in light one night when I was playing around. I walked in the meadows last weekend, a dark day […]
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Echoing rocks
Saturday’s weather was warm and mild for this time of year, as I set out to visit the Falls at Johnson Shut-Ins, and then Elephant Rocks on the way back. As I drove out to the Shut-Ins, I kept my eye out for the MDOT sign that proclaimed that this next mile I would drive […]
Yule, who is about the most wonderful kicker of butts I know of, posted a link to my previous entry in a comment at another thread related to comment spamming. Unfortunately, the tone of my post had more impact then the words, which shows the dangers of writing in anything other than the most non-emotive manner. But […]