16 weeks have passed. The days come, and they go. The hours are filled with the monotony of routine, and the tasks that seem to work their way into every open time slot. There is so much activity that requires nearly no thought. Then, there's the stuff that gets done while going through the motions. Maybe while thinking about what's next on the list. But then, in the midst of the mundane, you Continue Reading...
Let There Be Light-ning
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKN83Ffo0pY Hartland, New Brunswick, July 2016 - We had a blast taking the footage. We talked. We laughed. And every once in a while, we just stopped everything in order to exclaim, Wow! Ahhh! Incredible! OOOOHHHHH! Did you see that!?!? And other sounds that often sound something like words. Continue Reading...
Lightning Pics from Hartland, NB
These are still pictures taken from video. These pictures were taken in, and around, Hartland, New Brunswick, Canada. July 2016. My cousin, his girlfriend, and I, spent a couple of hours venturing out in to the warm evening along the banks of the St. John River to watch the storm. Continue Reading...
Holding On
Are all of the days this long? I'm tired to the point that my body wants to tap out. Can't I just sit here with my thoughts for a while longer? Must we always sleep? Right now it's quiet. There are no additional requirements. Peace sits next to me and it too, is at ease. Please let this last. Sleep, I need badly, but if only not to interrupt the balance of perpetual thought. A soundtrack Continue Reading...
The Backbone
How do I sleep, when all my blood, it boils? Watching as all the effort, it goes to spoils. How do I breathe when fire steals the air? When the driven are reduced to despair. How do I feel, when all is gone, slumped alone? The final straw, reducing to rubble, the backbone. How do I cry, there’s no more tears to weep? It seems the reward no longer meets the Continue Reading...
Rest In Peace K
When will I ever learn? While I whine, some one else may crash and burn. Continue Reading...
To the Help
This one goes out to the help. The volunteers. The community. The common thread found among a group. Maybe it's a passion that you didn't realize you had, but you couldn't stay away knowing that things needed to be done right. I know I have said this, maybe too many times, over the last 15 years, but I believe it, it's all about the kids. So, when we get put to the test to host a baseball Continue Reading...
We Weren't Done Yet!
Isn't there another chance to learn that play? A chance to show the new skill being mastered? When can we cover this again? Why does it always have to end? Those who are closest to me in the baseball circles that I tread upon, they know how the last day of the season means to me. How much it affects me. And they probably know how much I have written on the subject over the years. But this year Continue Reading...
Hardest One To Lose
I don't know which is the harder one to lose; the one you love, or the one who dearly loved you. ~ Steve Beal Sr. 2016. Continue Reading...
Thank You Woodstock
Thank you to my Mom, my aunts and my cousins for a wonderful visit, and overnight in Woodstock, New Brunswick. It was a short visit, but enjoyable. Thank you. Continue Reading...