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All Right

Thu, 7 Nov 2024, 06:14 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Well it’s all right. Sometimes you gotta be strong.

Untitled

Wed, 6 Nov 2024, 08:59 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

doodles and scribles

All I Got

Wed, 6 Nov 2024, 06:41 AM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

As the sun was setting in the evening yesterday, I wandered among the Cowpen Daisies.

a bee on a cowpen daisy

The sunshine. The daisies. The bees and butterflies. That’s all I got.

I Got Butterflies

Tue, 5 Nov 2024, 09:00 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Silent Sunday

Sun, 3 Nov 2024, 07:49 AM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Somerville Spider

#silentsunday

Ed

Sun, 27 Oct 2024, 05:00 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Several years ago, I worked with a guy who had every tool and device you’d possibly need in your classroom. He often had several, and he was happy to share. 

Ed gave me an HDMI cable once, when I was trying to get a projector to work with my laptop. And he gave me a multimeter which sat unused in a drawer for years so I shared it forward with someone else (and within a week was in our garage wishing I had a multimeter). 

Anyway one day several years ago, I was in Ed’s room while he was going thru a box of stuff. He pulled out a fifteen foot Fireware cable and started waxing philosophical about it. I mean, I still have some Firewore drives, still and have saved the cables. So I was on his side. But Ed was really quite animated about this reunion with a long-forgotten friend.

“This is great!” he said, smiling and holding up the cable. He reached around his laptop.

“It’s just great…”

And then he stopped short.

“…except I don’t see that here. They must not make them, anymore.” 

It true. They didn’t. Indeed, they hadn’t for quite some time. 

So you might be asking, what good is that Firewire drive in the closet going to do me? I’ll go check with Ed.

You Looked Like You Needed It

Tue, 22 Oct 2024, 07:09 AM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

The sun was rising on the other side of the city. Rose reflections glimmered in the windows of the skyscrapers. The moon was overhead. The marching band was practicing in the parking lot.

With a button push, the Subaru’s liftgate opened. I walked to the back of the car to fetch my lunchbox and shoulder pack. With another button push, the liftgate closed, and I began to walk into the building.

There’s a turn-around drive on the east side of the high school. Outside of the auditorium. Near what used to be the main doors, before they added the Chemistry wing. Before security protocols changed and the only non-staff entrance was moved to the west side. I stepped off the sidewalk into the drive just as a student was crossing from the other direction.

She was short and had long straight hair. There was a backpack slung over her shoulders. She was looking down at her phone. Then as we approached each other, she looked up.

“Give me a hug,” she said in a matter of fact voice that I could barely hear. She opened out her arms.

I hiked my shoulder pack onto my left side and reached around her with my right arm. She hugged me lightly. I tapped her shoulder with my half-hugging arm. And I chuckled.

“What was that all about?” I asked her.

“You looked like you needed it,” she said. Then she returned to her phone and walked off in the other direction.

Silent Sunday

Sun, 20 Oct 2024, 02:50 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

The final bell pepper harvest from Trudy's garden

#silentsunday #last-industrious-harvest

Coming or Going

Thu, 17 Oct 2024, 08:35 AM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

When we come and when go, the little one is always at the door.

Our dog Izzy looking out the window by the front door.

Quarters and Nickles

Wed, 16 Oct 2024, 09:29 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

“Mr. Hasan”” someone called from the other side of the room holding up their hand.

I wound my way between the clustered desks of testing students.

“What’s up?” I whispered as I knelt beside their desk.

“I don’t know how much a quarter and nickel are.”

I cocked my head (imperceptibly, I hope).

“A quarter is twenty-five cents. A nickel is five.”

“Thank you.”

That’s a new one for me.

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