The trees of winter have been catching my attention. Their barren limbs reaching up to…
Category: Reflection
till the bridge you need be form’d
A noiseless patient spider, I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark’d…
winter trees
life inherent life unseen bare tree limbs winter’s fruit branching, again, again recursion, algorithm repeated…
be prepared for him who knows …
Free-writing … stream of consciousness … chaotic … a mine-field of projects, ideas … and…
the father has compassion
Ron is in surgery this morning. It’s one of those simple, routine, minor procedures ……
solitude: difficult & contrary
The parting words today (1/4/09) on NPR All Things Considered were, “The mind is sharper and…