BurningbirdRecovered from the Wayback Machine. I woke up this morning and looked out the window to streets white with snow. Now I feel in the mood for the holidays. Not enough to shop or decorate or anything, but a winter holiday mood nonetheless. I went looking for my version of “Twas the Night Before Christmas” […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Another posting from last year, wrote while looking out on palm trees and bare streets, walkers in shorts. This year, I repost these words while looking out at white flakes falling past my window, covering the ground. What is it about falling snow that makes one reflective, somehow wistful and […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I studied Karate once, for almost four years. It was Okinawan karate, which means all hands, little foot action. One of things I loved to do was spar. We had sparring Tuesday and Thursday nights, and on Saturdays, and I rarely missed a session. Sparring isn’t as dangerous as it […]
I started out taking a break because I needed it, and I came back because of work on the RDF book. I opened my mouth — again — which has not had universally postive results. News that started out good turned out to be not so good; and friendships have been permanently lost. Friends mean […]
Robert approached the area with caution, continuously checking to make sure he wasn’t followed. At one point he stopped, sure that he heard the soft sound of footsteps echoing faintly behind him. Listening, hardly daring to breath, he strained his hearing until his head ached with the effort. “Must be my imagination”, he thought to […]