• Train wreck

    Train wreck

    What’s something most people don’t know about you?

    I can be own one man train wreck.

    Yesterday I met friends for the NO KInGs Rally in downtown Vancouver, Washington. The only thing wrong with the plan was that the rally was on the east side and not downtown.

    I got in a nice bike ride.

    Later I roamed around “war ravaged” Portland and met some interesting people. I love random conversations with strangers

  • Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

    I am rather in need of a lazy day and will need to figure out how to do nothing and not feel bad about it.

    Easier said than done

    Activities I don’t do well

    • Watch television
    • Nap
    • Knit

    As you can see I am avoiding answering the question.

    I think I’ll take my bike to The No Kings rally.

    You read the title right. We shall not kill birds.

    Have a lazy day.

  • The Sea

    In Fredrik Backman’s novel “My Friends”, the central painting is titled “

    The One of the Sea“.

    Here’s a breakdown of its features and significance:

    • Subject: While most people initially interpret the painting as merely a seascape, the true focus of the artwork lies in the three tiny figures sitting at the end of a long pier in the corner. These figures represent the artist’s teenage friends – Joar, Ali, and Ted – capturing a moment of their shared summer.
    • Hidden Details: The painting also contains hidden skulls, serving as a tribute to Christian, the janitor who encouraged the young artist.
    • Symbolism: The painting symbolizes the enduring bond of friendship and the fleeting happiness found in their youth. It’s a snapshot of their laughter, pain, and the secrets shared during a transformative summer. For the protagonist Louisa, who discovers a postcard reproduction of the painting, it represents hope and a longing for connection.

    So I sketched it in my mind.

  • Freddy Freeloader

    Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

    Freddy Freeloader

    There is a bench

    I know nestled in

    the beach grass 

    where calming cool

    breezes along with

    the hypnotic roar of

    the ocean almost 

    makes me feel guilty

    for listening to 

    Miles Davis