Memoir Retirement

Weather Station Echo Charlie Alpha

Weather Station Echo Charlie Alpha Back in January, 1966 we moved from Middleton, Wisconsin to Poland Spring, Maine. The names alone tell you a lot about that transition. Middleton can’t help but sound pretty ordinary. Wisconsin is the Dairy State, where Maine is Vacationland. One doesn’t allow you to buy margarine rather than good ole butter within its boundaries and the other has so many French Canadians in it that one car dealership used the…

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Elevating the Lowly Bison

Elevating the Lowly Bison My Bison Boulder outdoor sculpture has now been sitting out on the Western hillside for a week. Yesterday’s strong and somewhat violent rainstorm brought with it an almost instantaneous golden patina to the sheet metal “fur” of the bison head, hoof and tail. I knew it would rust to a dark brown in a few months, but it is interesting to see the rapid onset of the oxidation from the rain.…

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Circling the Wagons

Circling the Wagons We all know this has been a strange holiday season but for us it got even more strange. We have known for nine months now that we are not in any way immune to COVID or the virus finding us on our hilltop. That wishful thinking evaporated in March when our nearest neighbor (a man we did not know) died suddenly of heart failure a week after his mother’s family funeral. He…

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Ars Gratia Artis

Ars Gratia Artis When I was in High School at Notre Dame International Prep for Boys in Rome, Italy we had a rotating roster of Brothers of the Holy Cross (the Catholic order founded in France in 1837, but made famous through the founding of Notre Dame University in South Bend, Indiana in 1841). Being a long-ago lapsed Catholic (lapsed when I was four-years-old, strangely because while in a tropical valley in Costa Rica we…

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Memoir Politics

The Night Before COVID Christmas

The Night Before COVID Christmas I thought about writing a Christmas poem this year as a traditional retake of the Clement Clarke Moore classic and then Apple News and The Atlantic intervened. At this point in the news cycle, I am starting my day by reading many news summaries. I read them in the sequence in which they come in since I am somewhat dogmatic about reading my emails in chronological order. There is probably…

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Memoir Retirement

Hurry Up and Slow Down

Hurry Up and Slow Down While I watch what seems like the painfully slow process of my deck going up joist by joist, I keep waiting for the work to turn this magical corner and start racing towards completion. I sort of thought that would happen today, but as the old joke goes, “not so fast, Abernathy”. My new digital, app-based irrigation system was installed in a day and now works great, giving me the…

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Light The Night

Light The Night What reasons do we have for wiring up and lighting the out of doors? Beyond the security aspects there is the beautification issue. But there must be something else. I have had my own little internal wrestling match on this issue through the year. To start with, all my motion or photosensitive security lights around the house (I have nine of these), I replaced earlier in the year. I did it for…

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Love Memoir

Finding Things To Do

Finding Things To Do I want so very much to remain upbeat and positive and I know I prize achievement orientation above most things, but I am still more at loose ends than I feel comfortable. Today is an instructive day in assessing my current problem. It is a week before Christmas and it is a sunny day here in San Diego County with temperatures ranging up to the mid-60’s. I do not see any…

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Love Memoir

No Snow Day

No Snow Day I woke up early today, but it was a good sleep night. Mornings these days are about whether I was up a little, a lot or not at all during the night. I started taking Atorvastatin earlier this year even though I have had a long history of low cholesterol. I think it was a belt and suspenders prescription suggested by my new California doctor since statins are about restricting cholesterol production…

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