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  • Think before you speak, tweet

    One of our dearest and most valued gifts is our ability to both think about and talk about ourselves. That is the gift of language. I have always felt that every living thing has some sort of language, but we are so lucky to be able to communicate through speech and writing.

    January 24, 2013

  • Of bikes, fishing rods and philosophy Every time I go to the garage, either to get something or start up the car, I am reminded of at least two activities that I thought I might get to at some point, even in earnest. Intentionality is something philosophers give some thought to. I suspect I would be an ideal case study.

    December 6, 2012

  • End of the season; time for a break By tomorrow afternoon we will have harvested the last of our vegetables. Two lonely stalks of kale, today snow capped and a bit bent over after being buffeted by the hurricane's winds last week, will take up primary residence in a kale soup whose makeup we have yet to determine.

    November 21, 2012

  • Election Day thoughts I have voted, and despite my strong feelings about who the winner should be, I intend to focus on other things the rest of the day. Let the talking heads spin themselves into rhetorical dizziness until the wee hours of the morning. The sun is shinning. There are some late fall chores to turn to. I look forward to an outside day preoccupied with sunny thoughts.

    November 15, 2012

  • Walking, across the pond One of the best reasons to travel is to get out of one's cultural skin for a while. It is also a great way to pick up some pretty useful ideas.

    October 25, 2012

  • Gabby

    This is not an essay I want to write. We had to say good-bye to Gabby several weeks ago.

    September 20, 2012

  • Community

    We often make reference to the value of community. Unfortunately, of late it appears that what is perhaps our most important source of social and cultural cohesion is circling down the drain at a fast clip.

    August 23, 2012

  • Up On Hawthorn Hill: Rainy day thoughts

    I often wonder why it is that so many millions of dollars are spent on advertising, especially the daily spew of political ads splashed tsunami-like across the country hour by hour. I may be wrong, but I can not remember ever buying anything, or voting for anyone, because of an advertisement.

    July 12, 2012

  • Up On Hawthorn Hill: Rainy day thoughts

    I often wonder why it is that so many millions of dollars are spent on advertising, especially the daily spew of political ads splashed Tsunami like across the country hour by hour. I may be wrong, but I can not remember ever buying anything, or voting for anyone, because of an advertisement. About the closest we come is keeping an eye out for those discount coupon inserts often sandwiched between the sections of the daily newspaper that one actually reads – well, not always. Political analysts, a breed of cat I pay less and less attention to these days, seize on the these ads with an obsessive fervor that causes one to wonder how they might respond to matters of substance.

    July 3, 2012

  • Up On Hawthorn Hill: Dreaming Bobolinks

    Never one to shy from incongruence, both Bobolinks, one of my favorite birds, and the concept of American Exceptionalism have been flying parallel tracks in my mind the past several days. Actually, thinking about, even dreaming about, Bobolinks is far more pleasurable than wrestling with a jingoistic self-characterization that is both silly and morally indefensible.

    June 1, 2012