OT ~ Welcome to Saturday Morning!



Sit-a-while
on swinging porch
where tin-dippers and
sweet water
in cool touches
meet lips
from hand dug wells.

Good morning good people!





Last of the Mahicans, it could have been
it wasn't

tongues tripping

revealing, reveling

hugging

expanding

pulsing questions in to simplicity

pickling friendship

ever

in awe,

in awe of others

in a womb

of local brewery

Friday met-up with Saturday.


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“A day spent without the sight or sound of beauty, the contemplation of mystery, or the search of truth is a poverty-stricken day; and a succession of such days is fatal to human life.”
~ Lewis Mumford

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Raggedy Ann's picture

We finally got the rain we needed, last evening. It was a beautiful sight. In between the squalls that came, we checked the rain gauge to find almost an inch had fallen, so far, in this parched high desert. I'm anxious for the sun to come up so I can see the final result.

Meeting some girlfriends for a play date, today. It should be fun.

Have a beautiful day, folks! Pleasantry

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"They'll say we're disturbing the peace, but there is no peace. What really bothers them is that we are disturbing the war." Howard Zinn

smiley7's picture

@Raggedy Ann

Happy for the rain, desert blooming this morning?

Enjoy your get-together!

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@smiley7 @smiley7
Everything is greening up. The sunflowers are beginning to bloom. The purple asters are forming their flower buds. We will be in full bloom in about a week. It will be lovely.

Enjoy your weekend, smiley!

edited for infernal typo!

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"They'll say we're disturbing the peace, but there is no peace. What really bothers them is that we are disturbing the war." Howard Zinn

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@Raggedy Ann
enjoyed the desert in bloom. No blooms here this morning but some booms between my ears as yesterday was a splendid time of catching up in person, sharing; much needed relief.

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dkmich's picture

Had rain in northern Michigan too. I could hear Lake Huron roaring last night despite the house being closed up tight. There is a steady stream of rollers coming in on the beach. Turns out our well overflow pipe was placed perfectly for high water. Neighbors will just have to cope when the lake decides to return sand and grow the beach. We came up on third and will be leaving for "down below" on the 17th. I have one more trip up in September. I cannot believe how fast the summer is going.

Hope everyone has a good weekend. God, how I love retirement.

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@dkmich
Lake Huron, i've got Fenimore on my mind, who i enjoyed so much as a teen and am partial to the music from the D.J. Lewis film, playing it often. Incidentally much of the film was shot here in NC

Makes me want to wander, put a pack on back and stick out the thumb.

Good that the pipe is up, a metaphor of man vs nature Smile

It's cool with rain showers predicted, hoping not so much, fall is in the air, love it.

Have a great day!

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Arrow's picture

Hope everyone has a pleasant day.
Getting ready to bug out to the coast. Going for a month to Mancora, Peru.
Gonna make like a surfer dude. I wish I had my "Old Guys Rule" tee shirt. It has a surfboard on it. Walks on the beach and Pacific sunsets for me for awhile. (Pictures at 11...or 8...or whenever the Saturday OT posts)
Going from high altitude and cool to sealevel and hot. We'll see how it goes.

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"They think they have a good union but really they don't. They're basically slaves!"
Futurama - The Slurm Factory

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@Arrow

Just read that Mancora is famous for its ceviche, i'd be in heaven. Memories of a restaurant in Soho on the corner of Spring Garden where we frequented because of their marvelous recipe.

In Nice, i recall those large round ceviche-like fish sandwiches you could get from a cart near the beach and a jug of local red wine for about sixty cents.

May your days be sun-drenched and fancy free, our down-under friend!

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@smiley7

Love and limes, because love is an ingredient in all food made at home.

http://www.foodandwine.com/recipes/classic-ceviche

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@HenryAWallace

Wednesday, I'll buy limes and go fishing in the meantime. Thanks for the recipe and love. Have a great one!

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pickling friendship?

A genius way of saying you went to a brewery with a bud on a Friday night and had too much beer.

Wonderful, just wonderful.

Happy Saturday, caucusers and lurkers!

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@HenryAWallace
a good c99p bud, he is!

These simple thoughts and comments from our fellow travelers make my mornings rich, always a pleasure!

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@smiley7

last of the Mahicans!

(But don't drink and drive.)

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@HenryAWallace

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enhydra lutris's picture

beem cool for about a week and a half now, 50s in the morning, 70s max later on. Obvious signs of fall and how far behind my yard work is - heh.

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That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --

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@enhydra lutris
Glad you enjoyed.

Fall is my favorite, but then, there is winter and skiing and the joy of spring, maybe a little Vivaldi is in order:

Have a marvelous day!

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enhydra lutris's picture

@smiley7
it is spelled. Have a good day yourself.

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That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --

riverlover's picture

Had not seen her for about a month. She drove over and started screaming at me at entry and ragging on me. I will not tolerate that that in my house. She now wants to "take charge". I find that offensive. I would never treat my demented mother so much like a child. So I sent her away. Still sad, but I will not have her running my life. Tears and threats that "You will die!". Drama.

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Hey! my dear friends or soon-to-be's, JtC could use the donations to keep this site functioning for those of us who can still see the life preserver or flotsam in the water.

@riverlover

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@riverlover @riverlover
sending hugs, wishing i could heal all pain emotional and physical, makes me want to escape.

Another dose of love to you this morning.

PS: pm me if you desire and i'll give you my number.

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@riverlover

she is likely worried about you and stressing out because she can't make it better. Can you get some help into house until you mend? Like a Victorian novel, maybe you could hire a live-in to cook, look after the house, and tend the yard. You know, a wife. If you keep trying to do things your body isn't ready to do, it will take it so much longer to heal.

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@riverlover with my oldest, river. I'll listen for a bit then calmly inform him I'm sorry he feels that way, and he knows where the door is.

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Mark from Queens's picture

Been reading a lot of Walt Whitman lately. You've got a bit of him in you, maybe with a psychedelic twist.

Thought you should know about this book about his time in NYC with a group of fellow Bohemians, called "Rebel Souls." Came to it via the author, Justin Martin, who wrote a biography of Frederick Olmsted I thoroughly enjoyed called "Genius Of Place." The writer's a native Kansan who now lives in Kew Gardens, Queens, not too far from here.

Review: ‘Rebel Souls: Walt Whitman and America’s First Bohemians’

Located on Broadway just north of Bleecker Street, Pfaff’s was owned by a man named, unsurprisingly, Pfaff. But its guiding light was Henry Clapp, an American wit who had spent time in Paris with the original bohemians (unless you count citizens of the actual kingdom of Bohemia): the down-at-the-heels painters and writers whose stories were to inspire Puccini’s opera “La Bohème.” The small-b term “bohemians,” Martin explains, derived from confusion as to where gypsies — long stereotyped as ne’er-do-wells — originally came from.

Clapp went home eager to found and nurture a salon, and Pfaff was happy to make his basement-level bar available. It was divided into two rooms, one for the salon-within-a-saloon of which Clapp was ringmaster, the other for gay men looking for others like themselves. The most illustrious Pfaff regular moved back and forth between the two sectors. His name was Walt Whitman.

Other denizens included Ward (real name Charles Farrar Browne); Fitz-James O’Brien, remembered today (if at all) for his ghost story “What Was It?”; Fitz Hugh Ludlow, who drew on personal experience to write a book called “The Hasheesh Eater”; and Adah Isaacs Menken, an actress who achieved fame by taking off as many of her clothes as 19th-century morality allowed and who produced her most thrilling effects by capering about in a flesh-colored body stocking.

Martin also wrote a book on the above-mentioned Fitz Hugh Ludlow. Seems like our kind of guy. Find myself with a huge affinity for that mid-to-late 19th century period. Am thinking of putting something together for an OT on Olmsted, who is such a fascinating character whose central core seemed to be that a social reformer, of which his crown jewel of Central Park is a testament.

Spring St, Soho. That surrounding area holds a big spot in my history. Years ago used to rehearse near there, and wound up meeting a very significant person whom I'd marry and divorce. Amazing and intense time of discovery, flowering and bittersweetness.

Like the image of the ceviche sandwich in Nice. Reminds me of finding great, little spots on Italian country roads, where good, fresh food is essential to life. Even the stops on the Autostrade are like 5 star restaurants, and a galaxy far, far away from the trashy dumps of greasy, fast food franchises that litter our highways.

Need to get us all together for a Meetup, somehow.

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"If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:

THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
WAS MUSIC"

- Kurt Vonnegut

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@Mark from Queens

much to digest, big thank you. A get together is a must, somehow, somewhere not in too distant future. Boy how would i enjoy a long stroll through the Village, Soho and dinner in Little Italy.

Emailing my friend, at Row by Row for a copy of "Rebal Souls."

What a great treat. Give regards to B'way. Smile

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