The post I did about the more than slightly false claims on the meme about the EPA has been getting a lot of attention lately, so I thought that I would expand upon it. Lets start with that post here.
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Monthly Archives: March 2017
BACK TO THE BEGINNING
Welcome to Kent Island, the largest island in the Chesapeake Bay, the Gateway to Maryland’s Eastern Shore, aka the Land of Pleasant Living, and our country’s third oldest permanent English settlement, predated only by Jamestown, Virginia and Plymouth, Massachusetts.
Kent Island’s founder, William Claiborne was born in England around 1600. The son of a merchant, Claiborne was, as a young man, intrigued by Captain John Smith’s explorations in the New World’s Chesapeake region. When he was twenty years old, fashionable, handsome, and good with a sword if somewhat short in stature, Claiborne sailed to Jamestown to work as a surveyor. With his loyalty to the establishment, proven mettle, and skillful performance of his duties, Claiborne quickly rose through the ranks of Jamestown’s leadership. In 1626 he served as the colony’s Secretary of State and in 1627 was granted a license to trade with the native tribes of the upper Chesapeake.
George Calvert was a privileged gentleman, a…
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Sydney Light Rail – Track-Free Trams?
Cats And Ice
After staying in Sick Bay for the morning a very wan and tired looking Tia came back out to her little herd. She is eating well and doing all the normal business after her scare on Friday so I would rather she were out walking about than in the sick bay which is really only a small draft free area of a barn corridor that I can easily shut off in emergencies.
Last night I checked on them all and Sheila was snoring so loudly I could hear her from the door. When I reached their sleeping room I could see Sheila fast asleep in her enormous straw bed with the calves scattered around her like black pearls. All the calves were sitting perfectly at ease, chewing their cud, heads up and turned to me, eyes shining, listening to their comforting sound.
Yesterday afternoon I saw That Cat perched…
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.. from THE MOON WORN TIDES, The Prose Poems, Vol.1.. ‘Domestic Séance’
Bougie
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Hello folks. 🙂
So yesterday it was this blog’s 1st birthday. I can’t really imagine that a year turned since I created this blog, more in curiosity, without any serious plans to become a Word press blogger. But I’m glad that I did it. On one side it seems like I am blogging for thousands of years, because this blog kinda became my world. Sometimes it was the only thing I had. On the other side again, it seems like nothing, like it was yesterday.
Trying is sometimes worth it, because even on this world we sometimes do get a prize for what we do. Sometimes we don’t again. But sometimes we do. If I wouldn’t write all those words all those posts, my blog wouldn’t be as it is. And BTW, we reached 600 followers two days ago. Thank you. 🙂
My dreams are coming true in front of…
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What’s A Hobby Shop?
Weird title for my blog right? Dangerously, I got to thinking tonight that it won’t be long before a generation comes along and asks that very question. You see, I am on Spring Break with my family in Branson, Missouri this week. As all my trips to any new city go, I search for any local hobby shops. My searches usually end with nothing more than a Hobby Lobby. This time, however, led me to Branson Hobby Center. An actual brick and mortar hobby shop. It’s main focus is aimed at the RC or train enthusiast but they did have some plastic to look through. I was very pleased to find two Airfix Martlets as well as an Airfix Blenheim. There were quite a few more that I wanted to purchase but I resisted. Added to the three kits were two bottles of RAF Dark Earth and an AK-47 rubber-band…
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Ducks under evergreen trees
In early morning,
I am awakened by ducks,
Quacking and caterwauling,
Nearly too noisy to sleep!
Grandson, Micah, tells me he
thinks they are “having romance!”
Some may be shocked an 8 year old
who has this frame of mind,
but I remember when
Animal Kingdom ~
(Television series)
National Geographic ~
(Magazine)
were part of my growing up
Informal sex education!
The “birds and the bees”
were never a hidden secret
around my scientific father nor
my high school teaching mother.
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“Wild Kingdom” produced by
Mutual of Omaha, was hosted
From 1963 until 1985 by
the renowned Marlin Perkins.
He also was the director to
The New York Zoo in
Buffalo, New York,
the Lincoln Zoo
in Chicago, Illinois
and the St. Louis Zoo.
Thank you for not forgetting
those magical nature programs!
Dangerous Mythology
A pale taste,
the sharp burn of empty
bowing at the worship steps
descended by a goddess
wrapped in a gown of uranium
The weak are broken
melted by a scoundrel sun
the warriors of rulers
unite in tandem
They demand
the pendulum swing
back to order
Somewhere, a gavel falls
on laws that wreck and divide
the masses hope the goddess
borrows from her softer side
and that she masters quickly
that capricious ear
least they might leave this world
unscathed
Until then,
there is isolation
without comfort
and silence
to lull the terror
Ancien Hippie 