Excuse Time!
I have a decent post all but written, and ready to type. At least, I still have it, because of a slight detour this afternoon. After lunch, we went to the Anthroposophical Society in America Headquarters, and after some quality time there we drove over to Gallup Park, by the Huron River, and spent the better part of two hours just being. The Gurlz ( Mary and Vicki) pushed my wheelchair and I and my cool gloves helped a lot, so we got exercise. There were pauses along the river, and once I just sat in a nice shady spot, while they went ahead a ways. It was quiet, and a fairly insistent breeze ruffled the aspen by the river. I just sat and took it all in; the breeze, the rustling leaves, a curious duck. It was a balm for my soul.
So I'll be back with my usual observations tomorrow. Right now I am going to just let the afternoon do something for me, that observation of the depredations to truth, beauty and goodness that the right wing media and their paid shills can never do...give me real peace of soul.
The rustling of the aspen made more sense than any of them ever could. The wind is the voice of God. The talking heads only think they are.
Tim
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