Blog Post 51.
I’m feeling restless this morning. It’s raining.
Blog Post 50.
March 14, 2021. Denver. Another Spring storm. Everyone is surprised, of course, because this only happens every single March in this state.
Continue reading the weathermanBlog Post 48.
Kirk’s family was joking about his Grammy’s recent obsession with growing and propagating succulents in her home. A symptom of the COVID-19 pandemic, certainly. Like many elderly and at-risk folk, I, too, find myself confined to my apartment much more than I expected, and much more than I would like because I work a full-time job from home. Being of good health, and having already contracted and recuperated from the novel virus, I have the luxury of stepping outside at lower risk to myself and others- to run, to dine at local restaurants when it is deemed safe by the powers that be, to visit a select handful of friends and, now, to ski.
Continue reading on houseplantsBlog Post 47.
I have long been fascinated by outer space. This fascination has drawn me to investigate different facets of human interaction with outer space and with one another in relation to our activities in outer space. Something that makes sense to me is that this fascination has also led to a place wherein it has become entangled with my deep passion for justice.
Blog Post 44.
It has been some time since I last posted an update. That is not for lack of desire. My mind is like a pendulum and it swings from creative to analytical and lately it has fully been in a state of the latter. The pendulum has simply taken its time in returning to the former and, quite frankly, may just now be reaching that lowest point on its arch back to the creative side. To be mindful of physics, I will mention that this is the point at which the pendulum has the highest kinetic energy and is moving the fastest. Hopefully that bodes well for me at this tumultuous point in life.
Blog Post 43.
I’ve probably already written a blog post to this effect, but I went home (like, home home) last weekend so I’m going to write about it again.
Blog Post 42.
New growth of trees and bushes and flowers and weeds dampens into oblivion any sounds of human life as I walk between rows of homes in which lives are supposedly being lived.
Blog Post 41.
el 12 de enero, 2019
PLP retreat
*en gaditano* ¡Holaaa guapaaa!
Blog Post 40.
That’s what this time of my life is all about, right?
Exciting changes look like this:
Scary changes look like this:
Inevitable changes look like this:
Blog Post 39.
I.
There is a snow storm
so no one wants to eat here
Frozen starvation