A Blog for 2025

  February 28, 2026 First program at LAVA since December.   Really  good life narration through song,  rap, storytelling and poetry, ending with a long narrative poem on the state of the world while solving a rubric cube. Right up my alley. I was a little more present today than I have been, but feeling the enormity of the irrational fundamental  stupidity of the world and its leaders at the moment.  So taken aback at how easy it is for my fellow humans to get side tracked and lead to tiny squabbles that are irrelevant to the big issue.  We are wasting time.  Time that we don't have.  What possible benefit can come out of taking the drivers licenses away from a group of people who've already got enough to wrestle with?  How can it help anyone else to render a community paralyzed from driving? And it is extremely difficult to not get horribly depressed by all of it.  The only thing I can think pf to do to help is  to not pa...

  February 27, 2026 Today I  took the sunset ride backwards; it is an entirely different ride.  I never get this view of the barn  when I drive from the rookery.  It was all beautiful tonight. I  left around 9:15 to go to the Y.  I was  so  happy, it's been a week.  I felt like  I hadn't seen my friends in a month.  I think that stopping the Tylenol and trying the Neproxican has really helped.  I did not feel so immobile today.  And the  water was perfect.   EJ met me there and he worked out.  I then took him to an appointment and  ran him home.  By the time I got back to have lunch I thought I'd already had a full day and it wasn't 2:30. I  took a late nap and then I went on my  ride.  It was 5:15 when I went up the hill so I decided to do it backwards and be at the top for sunset.   The colors were entirely different. This view of the Berkshires was less detaile...

February 26, 2026 I tried today, I really did try to accomplish something concrete, but I'm afraid I failed. It certainly was a beautiful day, sunny, blue and over 32 degrees.   There  is a poem to write about everything  I saw but did  not photograph  today . A blood orange red engine riding backwards, car number 3  traveling  east. So often it is the westbound trains we see during the day, but today the engine could be seen through the woods where the creak passes under Fairview and you can spot the train headed east.  Today I got there just as the front engine went by and the 3rd engine was the color of that specific orange red jackets of the trauma team the orange I bought an hour later. The white  Trinitarian church upon the undisturbed snow that has been accumulating  since Sunday.  The steeple freshly painted, almost nondistinctive against the flat snow field. White on white, semi glossy on semi glossy, only my brain cou...

February  25, 2026 I had bizarre dreams last night.  I dreamt I watched a young woman fall off the edge of the world.  The world was flat. That was the whole dream.   This guy was standing straight up.  I put about a half cup of water  in the pot and he drooped.  He still looks like this 10 hours later.  Doesn't feel rotted or insecure, he just drooped in one movement.   Should I be worried? Very good thing for me to go to therapy today, for me to go and talk instead of being stuck in my brain convinced I'm all wrong.    Afterwards I went to the Coop and did the puzzles.  There is a new group of homeless people on the street this week, I'm sure due to the storm, their tentative wilderness homes blown or buried.  But I couldn't cope with the chaos or the uncertainty of it today. I had to leave. I went and got EJ again and took him to the Y.  I got a couple errands done and went and took some photos around tow...

February 24, 2026 Day after the storm when Nantucket took the award for highest wind and Newport for most snow.  We were on the periphery and it made a mess, but it's quite beautiful There is a solve your own mystery in my driveway today.  Prints begin and end in odd places and some go up the side of the garage and across the roof and humans made some tracks, but again in odd formations.   When you can't shovel your life just begins to build around the mystery.      Got a call from Patrick on Nantucket, the deer was ok this morning, a little shellshocked from the storm, but he ate some grain and apples and had fresh water.  Going through the blizzard alone with an injured leg was probably pretty scary.  He had created a hiding space in bushes and did eat. So I got out of my messy driveway ok and I drove to Sunderland for lunch on this extraordinarily beautiful day.  Spring is less than a month away and its beginning to show a little even...