Sorry- I was going to scribble something profound and moving this morning, replete with emotive imagery and passion. There is plenty to talk about, after all, what with the collective bill of goods being peddled back up in the Emerald City, but the hell with it. The road to the barn is paved with good […]

You can feel the season in the air. The foliage at the farm is turning, maroon and orange and bright yellow, and the deer are in the pastures, maybe getting a last bite of clover before the Men in Orange come for them in a couple weeks. East of the Blue Ridge, the bag limit […]

Well, that’s it for football. There may be more games on the schedule, but from here out it is just too damned cold for me, anyway. Earlier in the day, I thought it was God’s Own Football Weather: bring, cloudless blue skies, and just enough crispness to bring up the thirst and hunger. And actually, […]

(College room-mate? I have no clue.) I lacked focus all day. The problem- one of them, anyway- was the large box that had arrived from the Scan Café people out in California. They run a decent service in digitizing old analogue photos, and they had done a pretty good job on the first load of […]

I had a chance to make a new friend yesterday, and things being the way they are, that is a good thing. There were some challenges getting together- the town does not look the way it did when Jinny and Jack lived here years ago, but we managed to locate one another and I drove […]

(USS Forrestal (CV-59) on her first Med deployment in 1957. Photo USN). They did it- sold her for scrap. The ignominy of the transaction- the price- is what got me. The famous warship and my former home- the First Supercarrier- was sold for a penny. Ex-USS Forrestal (CV-59) went for a sliver of copper amalgam: […]

The government is back at work, just like it never left, and the Fish and Wildlife crew were occupying the cocktail nook in force. Jon-without was standing next to Old Jim, who was sitting at the stool I normally occupy at the Willow. Some young guy- business suit- was sitting in Jim’s usual place. I […]

I wrote a piece this morning that was so compelling that I had to put it aside, and let it sit for a while. I doubt if it will get better: it is too dark by half. It is a challenge to live amongst this serial madness we call Washington and not let it start […]

(The entrance to The Jefferson Assisted Living Facility, 900 N. Taylor Street, Arlington, VA 22203). Nope. You can’t make me do it. I am not going to throw a grenade at the fiasco that is the roll-out of the Patient Protection- Affordable Care Act this morning. The President is going to reassure everyone later this […]

(The foliage is turning at the farm. I got the tractor out and did a last cut in preparation for the end of the growing season. Life is exceptionally good here. Photo Socotra.) I am at the farm this brilliant Fall morning. There is a rich crispness to the air; it is dense with the […]