Thoughts destined to be washed away by the tides of life. |
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I've been studying my cover photo for a while now, and it seems to me that it is more than just a photo of what is there that can be seen, more than just three white rocks stacked on a beach. It contains an important question about the future, about what happens long after the photographer has gone. What will happen to our pile of stones when the tide comes in? Will it topple or has the architect built this structure at a safe distance? I don't know what will happen to these words that I stack here on the sand. They may prove safely distant, or they may be swallowed up by a rush of self-doubt. They may be here for a season. They may lose their balance and be scattered by the shoreline, or be hidden away under shifting sands. Perhaps someday, the tides of life will reclaim them. Or maybe that's just a bunch of poetic, romantic nonsense. After all, this is just a blog. |
| I think that an animal’s cuteness can get in the way of estimating its intelligence. Humans are programmed to respond to cuteness, which is why babies of every species are designed to be appealing and help us desire to nurture them. Raccoons are adorable, especially when young. Sometimes they fall out of trees and wander off but the policeman won’t take them back to their mom. I know this from personal experience. However, the policeman did direct traffic around the baby raccoon so he could cross the street. I wouldn’t mess with an adult raccoon. Those are impressive claws and they look very strong. They're also smart, like the raccoon who stole a pizza box off the neighbor's porch and climbed up to my second floor deck to eat the leftovers away from prying eyes. I peeked out the door at him and he stared right back at me with a look that warned me off of interfering with his dinner. Raccoons are dextrous, intelligent and have good memory retention so they can learn new behaviors to fit the situation. And, they like to eat their pizza in peace. |
| I have no goals. Just by posting this, I am officially over-acheiving. |
| I am one of countless millions (well, I haven't counted them) who are awaiting tomorrow's mega-storm. Luckily, I live in New England and it's predicted to be all snow. Quite a lot of snow. Maybe two feet. But I would rather snow than the ice some more southern locales might receive. Here's hoping they're all wrong and it's a lot less severe than they predict. It's 3F here, but it might go as high as 7F later today. Stay warm, everyone. |