(This caricature of a sailor named “Salty” was found in the piles of paper shipped from The Farm to Arlington. It was drawn in 1945, and we are 99% sure of the year. We also believe he has been 99.71% of the way around the world). We are not confused this morning. We are addled. […]

(In order to restrain a dog with an unruly streak a short leash is sometimes required to keep them close. Today we are going to explore what may be coming in the New Congress, and what length of leash they may require. Photo Old Mill Store). OK, the Midterms are sort of done, and the […]

We have been in the new place for a little more than a week. Thanksgiving has passed, as has the seasonal restraint on celebrating Christmas in September or October. There are other significant milestones in the calendar, of course. Down on The Farm, there would be the urge to get the daily observation on the […]

Happy Thanksgiving! Some of us around the Fire Ring are from Great Lakes upbringing, so the recent snow up in Buffalo didn’t evoke much surprise. There were a couple grins that they are not having to deal with it this time. Some places got five and six feet of Lake’s Effect snow. Sometimes at this […]

There is a new trend in the morning updates. This holiday week has concentrated on the sad news of murder. The ones in Idaho started things off, and had sensational aspects that follow the hunt for the still-unlocated perpetrator. This morning it was about the murders at the Walmart. That line evolved a little as […]

(Accidental motif captured as boxes emptied themselves with energy. Seeing blank wall reformation into ‘home’ is welcome for the onset of the Holidays!) The morning has already had some moments. You know that moving is a disorienting thing with that dichotomy of excitement and loss. It happened here a couple days ago with some progress. […]

(Author’s Note: We could recount some of the horrific news this morning. There is the case of the murders in Idaho, three young women and a boyfriend stabbed to death with perpetrator unknown. Or about reports of what it is like to live in a 21st-floor condo in Kiev, Ukraine. A unit without energy due […]

As usual, something, or some things, happened a while ago. They popped up again in the recent tumult of transport from Piedmont to population center. The Writer’s Section has embarked on a fairly major project to follow “The Last (Cold War) Cruise.” That account went to press last week. Dealing with the events of the […]

We have a piece we are gnawing at. It is not ready for publication, and yet here is publication time. That means we have to generate something else. Splash likes it up here in Arlington. Loma concurs, since there are public taprooms within walking distance and not a four-mile drive to town. That first part […]

Ruth-Ann was at her usual place at Big Pink. I thought I should take her a copy of a book we penned some years ago about a magical decade that followed “Y2K,” a three-character term that referred to the passing of the 20th Century and the arrival of another one. There was supposed to be […]