Tuesday, 08/30/2016

Baby, It's Cold Outside

Well, I said summer was over...


August 30, 10:17 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Summer Is Truly Over


    See, Winter comes to rule the varied year,
Sullen and sad, with all his rising train—
Vapours, and clouds, and storms. Be these my theme,
These, that exalt the soul to solemn thought
And heavenly musing. Welcome, kindred glooms!
Congenial horrors, hail! With frequent foot,
Pleas’d have I, in my cheerful morn of life,
When nurs’d by careless solitude I liv’d
And sung of Nature with unceasing joy,
Pleas’d have I wander’d through your rough domain;
Trod the pure virgin-snows, myself as pure;
Heard the winds roar, and the big torrent burst;
Or seen the deep-fermenting tempest brew’d
In the grim evening-sky. Thus pass’d the time,
Till through the lucid chambers of the south
Look’d out the joyous Spring—look’d out and smil’d.

James Thomson.


August 30, 10:09 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

among true geniuses the wounds always heal

Apprehensive on his first day of preschool, 2013.

As I've said before, it really is amazing we live in a community that provides pre-k for 2 years.  This offers great opportunities for kids, even if some residents think we should brush them under the rug, dump them on grandparents, etc, until kindergarten.

School picture, 2014.

This little boy has enjoyed great instruction, socialization, and intervention when he needed it most.  Without early pre-k, he would've been unprepared for kindergarten, and ultimately would cost our community and state even more money over the long run.

Traditional Mom/Son first day pic, kindergarten 2015.

Because we've had such great support, our little boy loves school, has excelled in reading and other academic areas, and is set up for future success.  Sure, his meds help, but they would be ineffective without the efforts of a lot of wonderful educators.

Even made the school newsletter front page!

Not only is our state and school pretty great, so's the photographer for the shot above, who just so happens to be the principal.  The joy I see not only in Samuel, but pretty much every student at Fletcher Elementary is a testament to our dedication to good education that doesn't crush the spirit but makes it soar.

He was up and hour early for the first day of FIRST FREAKING GRADE.

I cannot believe this munchkin has upended our lives for almost 7 years.  And now a new adventure awaits him, as well as our entire family...


August 30, 8:05 PM in Family Life | Permalink | Comments (0)

Monday, 08/29/2016

If you want to view paradise

Simply look around and view it.


August 29, 11:49 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

With wonderful deathless ditties


WE are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.

Arthur O'Shaughnessy.


August 29, 10:24 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

for want of sanction to the laws

We've had a lot of armed rebellions in our nation's history. They pretty much always fail, including the one by Shay and friends that started on this date.  Still, it's good manure, I suppose...


August 29, 9:48 PM in Constitution, Schmonstitution | Permalink | Comments (0)

Rest Easy, Kid

A man drink like that and he don't eat, he is going to die...


August 29, 8:32 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Кончится Лето

Not a cairn in the world as summer ends.

By the Stowe Rec Path.

Off to the races.

She demanded to take her helmet off.  STFU.  You parent your own child.


August 29, 6:24 PM in Family Life | Permalink | Comments (0)

Sunday, 08/28/2016

Happiness hit her like a train on a track

Coming towards her stuck still no turning back.


August 28, 11:41 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Billion Year-old Carbon


 Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?
Does it stand side by side?
Or can you reach it
From the distance of the sky?
It can be reached by your heart.
Stars are hard to find.
Stars are bright.
Stars are shining.
Stars are here, so hold them tight.

Tim Nanphosy.


August 28, 11:08 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Habeas, Schmabeas

When the Committee of Detail presented its report to the Philadelphia Convention on August 6, 1787, the section on the Judiciary (XI) contained no mention of habeas.  On August 28 somebody finally noticed the omission:

Mr. PINKNEY, urging the propriety of securing the benefit of the Habeas corpus in the most ample manner, moved "that it should not be suspended but on the most urgent occasions, & then only for a limited time, not exceeding twelve months"

Mr. RUTLIDGE was for declaring the Habeas Corpus inviolable. He did not conceive that a suspension could ever be necessary at the same time through all the States.

Mr. Govr. MORRIS moved that "The privilege of the writ of Habeas Corpus shall not be suspended; unless where in cases of Rebellion or invasion the public safety may require it."

Mr. WILSON doubted whether in any case a suspension could be necessary, as the discretion now exists with Judges, in most important cases to keep in Gaol or admit to Bail.

The first part of Mr. Govr. Morris' motion, to the word "unless" was agreed to nem: con: -on the remaining part;

N. H. ay. Mas. ay. Ct. ay. Pa. ay. Del. ay. Md. ay. Va. ay. N. C. no. S. C. no. Geo. no.

Oh, South Carolina, the primary cause of Lincoln's suspension of habeas four score and some odd years later when they engaged in Rebellion and Treason in Defense of Slavery.


August 28, 9:07 PM in Constitution, Schmonstitution | Permalink | Comments (0)


This was TBT for August 28, 2014.  Samuel goes back to school on Tuesday, Sadie the following week.  No snow forecast.


August 28, 8:25 PM in Family Life | Permalink | Comments (0)

Saturday, 08/27/2016

Blogging Is Currently Just A Bunch Of Sign-offs

Sometimes you really need a little deus ex machina.


August 27, 11:45 PM | Permalink | Comments (3)

Better dismissed as useless than flattered as a "Great Man".

Be not defeated by the rain...

Nor let the wind prove your better.
Succumb not to the snows of winter. Nor be bested by the heat of summer.

Be strong in body. Unfettered by desire. Not enticed to anger. Cultivate a quiet joy.
Count yourself last in everything. Put others before you.
Watch well and listen closely. Hold the learned lessons dear.

A thatch-roof house, in a meadow, nestled in a pine grove's shade.

A handful of rice, some miso, and a few vegetables to suffice for the day.

Kenji Miyazawa.


August 27, 10:30 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Friday, 08/26/2016

He rises and begins to round

He drops the silver chain of sound...


August 26, 11:32 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Carpe Diem, Man

Dirge in Woods:

A wind sways the pines,
         And below
Not a breath of wild air;
Still as the mosses that glow
On the flooring and over the lines
Of the roots here and there.
The pine-tree drops its dead;
They are quiet, as under the sea.
Overhead, overhead
Rushes life in a race,
As the clouds the clouds chase;
         And we go,
And we drop like the fruits of the tree,
         Even we,
         Even so.

George Meredith.


August 26, 10:18 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Thursday, 08/25/2016

Blessed are you who weep now, for you shall laugh.

I'm pretty sure Christ had a wicked sense of humor.


August 25, 11:24 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

if no one paid him heed

Coming to That:

“If it comes to that,” he said, “there’ll be no
preventing it.”
He uttered it as I listened. Had I got it right,
hearing him?
“If it comes to that,” is what he said, and,
as if talking
to himself, went on about how there’d be no
preventing it.
He came to that conclusion, saying it in a
slow way of
coming to that, whatever that was it might
come to before
not being prevented—and as if such a thing
were for him
the unthinkable, and would prevail, if it
came to that.

Dorothea Tanning.


August 25, 10:09 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Tuesday, 08/23/2016

Never, Ever Cross The Moor

Picking up on last night's theme.


August 23, 11:54 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

my lot is the night stars that inspire the mind

Revolt Against The Sun:

She stood before the sun, screaming:
'Sun! You are like my rebellious heart
Whose youth swept life away
And whose ever-renewed light
Gave the stars to drink.
Careful! Do not let a bewildered sadness
Or a sighing tear in my eyes deceive you.
For sadness is the form of my revolt and my resistance
Beneath the night—divinity be my witness! '

Nazik Al-Malaika.


August 23, 11:35 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

In The Beginning, G-d Created D-sco

When the theme's gone and you can't go on...


August 23, 11:02 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

I Prefer My Earthrise Pictures In Color

The first earthrise, 50 years ago:

[O]n 23 August 1966, Lunar Orbiter 1 snapped the first photo of Earth as seen from lunar orbit (Larger view). While a remarkable image at the time, the full resolution of the image was never retrieved from the data stored from the mission. In 2008, this earthrise image was restored by the Lunar Orbiter Image Recovery Project at NASA Ames Research Center. We obtained the original data tapes from the mission (the last surviving set) and restored original FR-900 tape drives to operational condition using both 60s era parts and modern electronics. 

Okay, I lied about the theme being done...


August 23, 10:37 PM in Mars, Bitches! | Permalink | Comments (0)

I Prefer To Not Keep From Singing

Okay, this theme is done.


August 23, 10:18 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)