More reffing happened. Still loving it. More than I thought. Some really tough decisions were made. I’ve given up coaching and any team opportunities this year. I have a priority. It’s officiating. Doing all the things doesn’t help me learn or grow. I can only be so neutral with one toe in the skater pool …
reffed and didn’t die. Did it again at a practice. Didn’t die. There is a theme here, pretty sure. I am also realizing that I learn a certain way and that not everyone teaches that way. It means I need to maybe learn some new ways to learn. That’s okay too, doubt it’ll kill me. …
went down to do some shooting and take my mind off stresses. Had some interesting (to me) results. The targets in the right show the results of 17 rounds at 50 yards sitting. Right handed (as I am). On the left, the same (20 rounds) only shooting with my left. I had similar results standing …
There is a quiet associated with the early morning in the desert that Is not quite like the quiet anywhere else. It’s anticipatory in nature. There is a smell if dew on dry earth that reminds me of a lover. How quietly he breaks into my thoughts these days. A whisper, just barely there. It …
To whom it may concern: I have noticed, in recent weeks, an uptick in the number of scarecrows in the neighboring lawn at [redacted]. I would like to address the myriad of issues that surround this recent development as it pertains to the situations that arose, most recently, in our small and humble town. Many …
thoughts from our heroine. She’s well. Just tired of her obsession. So I wrote her some notes on fireproof paper. She closes her eyes and lets her fingers trace lines on his back, feeling an imaginary ocean beneath the waves of his breathing. She could drown there. “Careful,” she whispered. Too late. He’s made a …
There are several things about spring that only a handful of special people will notice without them being handed the observation by one of said special people. The air is charged with a promise that Mother Nature regrets making. The garden is chaos. The pine needles raked into piles and scattered on the patio. The …
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Winter might be over. I don’t trust it. We will probably get lulled into this security. And plant things. And plan things. And go places. Then it will ice and snow and sleet all over us. I don’t mind, not really. We need a little more winter. More water and snow makes water. I also …
Sure enough, I got away from writing every day and the habit was easily broken. I should really resolve to get back to it for the rest of February. I sometimes don’t think I have anything to say, but that hasn’t ever been teh point of this blog. This is more like the dynamic stretch …
Bountiful Words, Beautiful World 