Saw Nomadland last night. I’ve often struggled to explain what nomad life is like in the States — this movie nails it. Watch if you want the real nitty gritty. Almost the entire movie other than the star uses real people living real lives.
Went over to the Van Wezel Performing Arts hall in Sarasota, Florida to watch the sunset on the Sarasota bay and saw that the former Selby library building was no more. It was a beautiful piece of architecture; too bad it’s gone.
I asked several folks nearby if they knew what was going to be built in place of it, none of them knew.
More interesting, however, was how folks reacted to being asked a question. The majority of them kept moving on, as if to avoid talking to me.
I’m not used to that.
Be kind; everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.
“I’d rather hang out in my heart than in my head.”
This afternoon I was meditatively floating in the pool with eyes closed, feeling the gentle sway of cool water all around. A little girl around 6-7 years old happened to stroll by the moment I opened my eyes and looked up. For a very brief and very clear moment, in her I saw the eyes… Continue reading
I saw a very cool spin on a traditional no trespassing sign in many places on my way down from Canada into Michigan. I like it and it’s good use of recycling. ; )
This afternoon while hitting a couple auto parts stores fruitlessly looking for a fuse (apparently only available in Canada) for my power inverter, one of the clerks saw the kayak on top of my car and said he enjoyed kayaking too. It was a slow night at the store and his comment sparked an intriguing… Continue reading
A couple days ago I blew past my goal of walking two miles with a 2.4 mile mark and it felt great. Today I could only muster 1.7 miles and didn’t feel so hot afterwards. That’s the nature of the beast with Mr. Lyme. Some days you can push, some you can’t. I’ve learned to… Continue reading
Walked over two miles (2.4 to be exact!) today… It’s funny how two miles was nuttin’ in the past; it’s what I usually did each morning with a cup of coffee to wake up into the day. Yet today it’s a big milestone out of the way and I’m happy. It’s also a mental hurdle… Continue reading
Yesterday I hauled my kayak out to Newnans lake for a sojourn on the water. It’s the second time out paddling since recovering from a too-long dance with Mr. Lyme. The gentle swells and swaying of the kayak is soothing, a perfect balm for a soul missing its tangles with nature. It was nice to… Continue reading