Thoughts

Cherry Blossoms

Due to unseasonably warm weather and no rain…a friends Cherry trees, in Van Nuys, have started blossoming. The blossoms are beautiful, now all we need are bees.

Not Much Changes

someone i knew intimately, over 30 years ago, asked in my presence (in a manner that doesn’t preclude an answer) asked out loud, while almost to himself, during a passing conversation… “what were we thinking?” in reference to our youth, the music, the dancing, the art, the dreams, living in the moment, the free spirit, …

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Sudoku Method

Everytime someone sees me doing Sudoku, I get requests to explain the process. When I started doing Sudoku I simply read that first book intro instructions. “one to nine” in each square, row, and column. It was a way to pass time, while standing in line or waiting at a doctors’ office. It was a …

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Let there be light

Everything is going just fine. It is early morning, and my creative juices have kicked into gear after twenty minutes of inspirational surfing through twitter, facebook and linkedin. Like most mornings, it is quiet so far as the major portion of coworkers have yet to infiltrate the building with jabber. I have, at this point …

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Hard Truth

I am finishing reading “A Journal of Solitude” by May Sarton, a journey describing her time living alone in a small New Hampshire town in a manner that is both celebratory of her natural surroundings, while at the same time emotional rich with her own short comings with solitude and facing, as we all do …

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OH: Nataliya (many times while programming)

need to repeat this like a mantra, every day! There is nothing more persistent, than a temporary solution. – first heard from Nataliya There is nothing more persistent, than a temporary solution. – first heard from Nataliya There is nothing more persistent, than a temporary solution. – first heard from Nataliya

From Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space

“A magical book. . . . A prism through which all worlds from literary creation to housework to aesthetics to carpentry take on enhanced—and enchanted-significances. Every reader of it will never see ordinary spaces in ordinary ways. Instead the reader will see with the soul of the eye, the glint of Gaston Bachelard.” —from the …

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