August 2015

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Twinkle

Our individuality is all, all, that we have. There are those who barter it for security, those who repress it for what they believe is the betterment of the whole society, but blessed in the twinkle of the morning star is the one who nurtures it and rides it in, in grace and love and wit, from peculiar station to peculiar station along life’s bittersweet route.

Tom Robbins

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We Get Around

Holla! Happy Tuesday from Pittsburgh’s North Side. When I visited to house hunt, I stayed, for the very first time, at an airbnb. The hubster and I are old hats at renting vacation houses and apartments, preferring to see a place as the locals do, but we’d never ever considered renting a room in a home while the owner was present. That’s weird. Well, peeps, it pays to branch out, because Jonathan (pictured on the left with his boyfriend Andrew) became my first friend in Pittsburgh! He is a true man about town, knows this city better than anyone I know, and is a terrific person, all around. We met for dinner at the Monterey Pub (the place we first ate together – we’ll always have the Monterey, Jonathan!), had drinks at Andrew’s, and topped off the evening with Banjo Night at the Elk’s Lodge. We did not win the 50-50 raffle but hit the jackpot with a celebrity sighting of Ewan McGregor! Fun!

Heinz Hall

The Grand Concourse

Pittsburgh:

A city of well preserved architectural gems,

bridges,

sharp angles,

super cool murals,

war memorials,

churches,

and staircases!

 

 

 

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Tracks

Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.

As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn’t go.

Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

Wendell Berry

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Grandpa

 

Happy 92nd Birthday!

I love you!

And Mari, I haven’t forgotten. Happy Birthday to you, too.

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