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Budapest to amsterdam III: A passing moment-a very human connection
[A photo taken a few minutes after the described ‘encounter’. These are not the young women I saw. But I’m including this to give a visual of what I’m conveying. Photo is mine.] Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing… Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and…
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Kicking Leaves in Owego: my imaginarium
[On the left, in the distance, just beyond the white house, just hidden in the morning fog, is the riverbank where I played away my childhood. Photo is mine.] Great Grandpa, what’s an Imaginarium? Oh, Great Grandson, it’s like a rambling and cluttered room, an old room, a very big room. There are lots of…
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The four green fields blog4: An old cemetery & my Irish family
[A very creaky gate leading into an old cemetery. Photo is mine.] Suaimhneas Siorai Air ~~Old Irish Epitaph “Eternal Rest be Upon Him/Her” The green and rusted rotating gate made a noise that seemed more like a stifled scream of metal against metal. It pierced my ears. The harshness of the sound, under other circumstances,…
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The Door To Africa: Tangier in Half a Day
[Mariam at the view point of the place where the Atlantic meets the Mediterranean. Tangier, Morocco. Photo is mine.] It you see her, say hello She might be in Tangier She left here last early spring Is livin’ there, I hear ~~ Bob Dylan We’re at dinner in our hotel, The Royal Tulip. No other…
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My Misstep
To my readers: My most recent post about Plankton was totally awesome. The problem is that it went out into the world by mistake. It wasn’t proofread and it contains a few spelling errors. If you know me, none of this is surprising. That’s what I get for pushing the “PUBLISH” key before I was…
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If You Can’t Be With the Plankton You Love, Then Love the Plankton You’re With.
[Plankton. Credit: Dr. D. P. Wilson.] We cannot say I am not going to give a damn about phytoplankton. All these tiny mechanisms provide the preconditions of our planetary life. To say we do not care is to say in the most literal sense that “We Choose Death.” ~~Anon In my long and storied career…
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Seeing Sally Again: Part One
Due to issues with my blog provider the last post about Sally was incomplete. Some text was missing. It was several paragraphs about how I came to be in England and how I met Sally and her friend. More importantly perhaps is that a photo was also missing. Below I will publish two photos: one…
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An Admission of Omission
[Detail of a map of Montparnasse Cemetery, Paris. Taken from the Michelin PARIS Street Map which is part of The Green Guide.] My last post did well among some of my readers. I would have liked to see a gazillion “LIKES” but it was not to be. That’s the life of a blogger. You write.…
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