Habits that I’m, well, in the habit of:
I consider that any spot I’m in has potential for discovery
even if it’s “only” the sidewalk in front of yoga;
so I think “this is a wilderness” & then wait
because I anticipate that something new will reveal itself;
I try to be brave & ask questions
even if such reveals my tank of ignorance.
Birding helped me develop these behaviors,
but living life every day hones the habits.
On the trellis outside my window these winter birds perched and pondered. I am so thankful for the habits they’ve instilled in me. A 420 character 9-line poem by Patty
First Mr. Freeman:
Next the list explanation of climate change. I’ve put it in my notebook & keep it at the ready for when a denier’s got me cornered:
Presidential candidates, no more gallimaufry.*
Try to channel the Martian:
“At some point, everything’s gonna go south on you
& you’re going to say, this is it. This is how I end.
Now you can either accept that, or you can get to work.
That’s all it is. You just begin.You do the math.
You solve one problem & you solve the next one, & then the next.
& If you solve enough problems, you get to come home.”
Or be President?
PATTY (With help from Mark Watney the astronaut left on mars which is where I sometimes think some of our candidates might be coming from.)
- gallimaufry (pronounced gal-uh-maw-free) is a hodgepodge, a jumble or confused medley–think: a hash with a bad taste