New Adventure, New Thread (M)

[StacyLeigh]

I stole a long piece of drift wood and threw it in the back of the car. Burning it will be the closest to a funeral pyre that I can get.

I hope this brings you even a small degree of closure.

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

*big hugs*

 

[Cthulhu1138]

I hope this brings you even a small degree of closure.

*big hugs*

Thank you, kind, supportive ladies!

Yesterday there was a snow storm with heavy snow nearly all day.
I stayed on the farm and cleaned out the garage while tending two fires to rid the world of papers no one needs and food no one will eat.

All in all a productive day.

This morning the sun is out, it's rays reflecting off the snow banks and snow covered tree limbs.

 

[talikat]

I decided that on the way home from the hospital I would stop at the park that my father said my mother used to like to visit. Driving in my dad's car I crested the hill to make a turn down to the lake right as the song 'Yellow Ledbetter' by Pearl Jam came on the radio.
It was pretty good timing because by the time I pulled in the parking lot I couldn't see through my tears.

So I sat in the car singing and coherently as loud as I could and it just felt right to scream out the words "I don't know if I'm the boxer or the bag."


After the song ended and my tears had dried, I walked across the ice and snow to a bench where I reckon my mother spent a good time sitting contemplating the waves of the bay.

The waves were frozen solid and I could see ice fishing shacks and a truck out on the bay.

I stole a long piece of drift wood and threw it in the back of the car. Burning it will be the closest to a funeral pyre that I can get.

Do what works for you! HUGS!

 

[Cthulhu1138]

Thank you as ever, Tali!

 

[Cthulhu1138]

Chilly austerity


Yesterday morning while I was cleaning out the garage and getting ready for people to come and thankfully take things away My father's neighbor dragged me into her car and told me she had something neat to show me. We drove away from my father's house and she turned down the road to her place and then stopped to show me a line of poplar's sticking out like a mountain ridge in the near distance. She said that the snow covered grouping was my father's house and that every day when she came out she loved looking over there, seeing his place and knowing that he was there.

There is a definite beauty and tranquility to this place which I will miss when my father moves closer to me.

I'm hoping that after the big team meeting they have at the hospital they will clear him to come home today.

 

[talikat]

Yesterday morning while I was cleaning out the garage and getting ready for people to come and thankfully take things away My father's neighbor dragged me into her car and told me she had something neat to show me. We drove away from my father's house and she turned down the road to her place and then stopped to show me a line of poplar's sticking out like a mountain ridge in the near distance. She said that the snow covered grouping was my father's house and that every day when she came out she loved looking over there, seeing his place and knowing that he was there.

There is a definite beauty and tranquility to this place which I will miss when my father moves closer to me.

I'm hoping that after the big team meeting they have at the hospital they will clear him to come home today.

It looks peaceful and the blanket of snow seems cozy. I love snow, thank you and I'm glad you have good thoughts about it.

 

[Cthulhu1138]

This is a beautiful place with friendly people. I looked out the window today while unearthing geegaws and tchotchkes packed away 14 years ago and finally enjoyed the view of the sunset past the old farm buildings.

Today I made progress but it was bittersweet; the rehabilitation center wants to keep my father for another week which I imagine is in his best interest. But I want my dad to come home.

 

[Cthulhu1138]

Pass the bottle

Several years ago, when I was a young man, a very close friend of mine and I would go out drinking. We both had a fondness for vodka and after my time abroad I learned the skill of making heartfelt, rambling toasts with each shot drank. So we evolved the system that whoever had a shot bought for them gave the toast and we would alternate each shot. As fellow English majors we were quite adept at providing poignant or absolutely recursive toasts for one another. I remember one of the last times we did this and I was apprehensive about my future and several other things as I often am and I toasted to "the conservation of happiness". I was quite pleased with myself that I was able to marry my love of science and engineering with prose.

When I returned from the bar with two more shots of vodka my friend lifted his glass to mine and said "here's to the inevitability of happiness."

I smiled and conceded his point, clinked his glass and downed my drink very happy that he and I were friends, pleased to find that deep down I agreed with him and his sentiment.

I remarked to someone that 2020 has been a challenging year thus far. She applauded me on my skill at understating the facts.

I found myself drinking alone the past several nights and thinking back on happier times as well as more trying times.

I reflect on the mutability of life, the frailty of the human condition, and how over-educated I am relative to my parents.

Drink up

 

[sally_sparrow]

Several years ago, when I was a young man, a very close friend of mine and I would go out drinking. We both had a fondness for vodka and after my time abroad I learned the skill of making heartfelt, rambling toasts with each shot drank. So we evolved the system that whoever had a shot bought for them gave the toast and we would alternate each shot. As fellow English majors we were quite adept at providing poignant or absolutely recursive toasts for one another. I remember one of the last times we did this and I was apprehensive about my future and several other things as I often am and I toasted to "the conservation of happiness". I was quite pleased with myself that I was able to marry my love of science and engineering with prose.

When I returned from the bar with two more shots of vodka my friend lifted his glass to mine and said "here's to the inevitability of happiness."

I smiled and conceded his point, clinked his glass and downed my drink very happy that he and I were friends, pleased to find that deep down I agreed with him and his sentiment.

I remarked to someone that 2020 has been a challenging year thus far. She applauded me on my skill at understating the facts.

I found myself drinking alone the past several nights and thinking back on happier times as well as more trying times.

I reflect on the mutability of life, the frailty of the human condition, and how over-educated I am relative to my parents.

Drink up

I love this post. Your thoughts are very eloquent. It's morning now so I will tip my coffee cup to you. Cheers

 

[Cthulhu1138]

I love this post. Your thoughts are very eloquent. It's morning now so I will tip my coffee cup to you. Cheers

Coffee? Lightweight



Only joking, even I think that 07:30 is a bit early for anything stronger than beer.

As ever, thank you for your kindness and support Sally

 

[Cthulhu1138]

Sundown

Calling out to the dying daylight, the shadows of the birches bringing on the night.*​

This is the last photo I took before leaving my father's house.

I stopped to see him on the way home, driving through the dark Wisconsin night.

The next day I slept for probably 10 hours.

I still feel like I could have done more while there, or stayed longer.

But I guess that is the nature of life.



*If Larry McMurtry is a member of Lit and is irate from his mangling his lyrics, I would be honored to chat with him about it

 

[Gracie13]

Calling out to the dying daylight, the shadows of the birches bringing on the night.*​

This is the last photo I took before leaving my father's house.

I stopped to see him on the way home, driving through the dark Wisconsin night.

The next day I slept for probably 10 hours.

I still feel like I could have done more while there, or stayed longer.

But I guess that is the nature of life.



*If Larry McMurtry is a member of Lit and is irate from his mangling his lyrics, I would be honored to chat with him about it

That photo

 

[talikat]

Several years ago, when I was a young man, a very close friend of mine and I would go out drinking. We both had a fondness for vodka and after my time abroad I learned the skill of making heartfelt, rambling toasts with each shot drank. So we evolved the system that whoever had a shot bought for them gave the toast and we would alternate each shot. As fellow English majors we were quite adept at providing poignant or absolutely recursive toasts for one another. I remember one of the last times we did this and I was apprehensive about my future and several other things as I often am and I toasted to "the conservation of happiness". I was quite pleased with myself that I was able to marry my love of science and engineering with prose.

When I returned from the bar with two more shots of vodka my friend lifted his glass to mine and said "here's to the inevitability of happiness."

I smiled and conceded his point, clinked his glass and downed my drink very happy that he and I were friends, pleased to find that deep down I agreed with him and his sentiment.

I remarked to someone that 2020 has been a challenging year thus far. She applauded me on my skill at understating the facts.

I found myself drinking alone the past several nights and thinking back on happier times as well as more trying times.

I reflect on the mutability of life, the frailty of the human condition, and how over-educated I am relative to my parents.

Drink up

Cheers! Drink one for me would you??

Calling out to the dying daylight, the shadows of the birches bringing on the night.*​

This is the last photo I took before leaving my father's house.

I stopped to see him on the way home, driving through the dark Wisconsin night.

The next day I slept for probably 10 hours.

I still feel like I could have done more while there, or stayed longer.

But I guess that is the nature of life.



*If Larry McMurtry is a member of Lit and is irate from his mangling his lyrics, I would be honored to chat with him about it

Gorgeous photo!

 

[Cthulhu1138]

Cheers! Drink one for me would you??

Thanks Tali! I feel like drinking 3 or 4 today

That photo

Gorgeous photo!

Not bad for a shot out the window of a car, huh?

 

[Cthulhu1138]

I was up far more early than I like to be and on a bus before the dawn.

But it was for good reason that I was able to capture the first Ray's of light creating the variegated hills and poking through the clouds that had drenched the area overnight.

And now my body is sore and stiff, but I proved to myself that I can jog through pain and meet a goal.

Just put one foot in front of the other; repeat as necessary.

My shoulder Burns and has a feeling of needles shooting in to it at random times from random movements.

I do not know if my injury did not heal, if this is the price of no exercise for two months, or I have this to look forward to on every long run


Time will tell.

 

[MadameSarcasm]

What a beautiful moment you captured! Thanks for sharing it.

 

[StacyLeigh]

Beautiful photo, Mr. President

Hope you’re feeling better!

 

[Cthulhu1138]

What a beautiful moment you captured! Thanks for sharing it.

Thank you!
Honestly, I am very impressed that I finished the 'race' and am very glad that I did it.

Beautiful photo, Mr. President

Hope you’re feeling better!

I thoroughly appreciate your feedback and support, for my artistic endeavor and this administration


I paused once or twice in an effort to snap a pic or two but I suspect that they are not as good as that one with the sun on the horizon.

I am much less sore than I feared I would be by this point, but I have had enough pain in my shoulder to make me schedule another orthopedic physician for tomorrow.

 

[Cthulhu1138]

Regular Maintenance improves the Longevity of this Machine

I had the words that form the title of this ramble posted on my wall the last year of college.

It was meant to make me take care of myself as well as I took care of my car, my motorcycle, and my old single lens reflexive camera.

It made sense to make a manual for myself.

I saw an orthopedic physician, a tall skinny, earnest white boy with the most Anglo name I have ever seen.

My arm is not going to fall off, nor is my shoulder dislocated.

I just need to actually exercise instead of just moving window air conditioners and giant boxes of papers.


So I have some new anti-inflammatories, and I will be using my ice pack again.


Regular maintenance is not sexy, it is not exciting. But it keeps us all running.

 

[Cthulhu1138]

I am back in my father's house, visiting one final time before I return to work, trying to tie up all the loose ends that I can, clearing out as much junk as possible before this four hour trek is not possible every other week.

Part of me wants to just chuck everything in a dumpster or load every box in a fire pit and strike a match.

But if I did that, I would not find photos of my first love that I have been seeking for years.

 

[sally_sparrow]

I am back in my father's house, visiting one final time before I return to work, trying to tie up all the loose ends that I can, clearing out as much junk as possible before this four hour trek is not possible every other week.

Part of me wants to just chuck everything in a dumpster or load every box in a fire pit and strike a match.

But if I did that, I would not find photos of my first love that I have been seeking for years.

Awwwwwww so cute. I bet your heart leaped when you found them.

 

[SweetnsugarE]

I am back in my father's house, visiting one final time before I return to work, trying to tie up all the loose ends that I can, clearing out as much junk as possible before this four hour trek is not possible every other week.

Part of me wants to just chuck everything in a dumpster or load every box in a fire pit and strike a match.

But if I did that, I would not find photos of my first love that I have been seeking for years.

I am so happy you found a treasure!

 

[Cthulhu1138]

Awwwwwww so cute. I bet your heart leaped when you found them.

I am so happy you found a treasure!

Indeed my heart did some gymnastics when I found this and another photo of my constant companion for several years. She was my treasure, my protector, my big sister, and my best friend for as long as she was able to be.

Until I found these photos I did not realize just how much she looks like the little princess I have at home now. Perhaps that is why I feel so strongly about my new dog and why I would give anything to keep her safe for the next 60 years.

 

[Cthulhu1138]

I keep sending photos of some of the ridiculous things that I find while I am up here to friends, as my means of letting them know just what I am experiencing, and to let them know that I am doing okay.

Some of the things I find are long lost treasures of childhood, some are just astounding in how banal and ancient they are.

Then I find things that remind me of how cyclical life is, and I am torn between being just as ridiculous as my parents and keeping them or tossing them out on the principle of downsizing.

No one but the Cranky Old Man Fan Club gets to see photos like these though.