Things seen on the way home, without camera:
The tracks of a galloping dog. the gaps were 4 times longer than the prints, if that makes sense.
Hedges cruelly oppressed by snow that had slid off the roof.
A Irish flag with icicles on the pole. It's a very good flag.
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06:08:27 PM,
Thursday 18 March 2004
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07:42:28 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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The blackbird tree
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07:32:16 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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07:32:07 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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07:31:49 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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07:27:40 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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07:22:13 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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This is the sign of a well ordered mind. I can see that it is a good idea, but I would never remember to do it.
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07:20:58 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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Today, I went looking for plants which had become all excited by spring, only to be bowed and humbled by this latest snowfall. However, plants are wise. They don't make the same mistakes I do.
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06:06:44 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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In Boston, they take today off as Evacuation Day. Never mind that the British didn't leave until the 26th; It should have happened on St. Patricks day. Perhaps at some point someone needed a secular excuse for it, when people still remembered he was Catholic.
I'm always grumpy on St. Patrick's day, because it reminds me that there are millions of people, most of them only nominally Irish, who casually dislike me, if only one day a year. That I can defuse them by mentioning my welsh grandfather makes it worse, as though that changes anything. It's all so ugly, people want to feel a part of ethnic rivalries, they feel left out without someone to hate. Hereditary claims to victimhood are not attractive.
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12:40:05 PM,
Wednesday 17 March 2004
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This blog needs more whimsy and less anger. I wouldn't call myself a angry person. It is simply the only sort of prose that flows forth easily. Often, my thoughts end up being converted into indignation, simply so I can express them.
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04:17:38 PM,
Monday 15 March 2004
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In this day and age, where billionares wear more or less the same clothes as the common man, it is a challenge to make art exclusive. It is difficult for a artist to flag their creations for toffs only. Food can do it through exotic ingredients which have not been cultivated, either because it's too hard to do so, or because the stuff is awful. Painting struggled mightily, it seems to have settled on making art as unappealing as possible, so that no one would want a poster of it. Photography has never overcome it. Music doesn't know what to do, faced with the wonders of recording. It has tried expensive, archiac instruments. It has tried ugliness, but ugly music is harder to ignore than an ugly picture. It has tried to convince us that Jazz goes bad after a few hours. Judging from NPR, it may be settling on painfully sincere folk music, which would be a shame.
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03:53:17 PM,
Monday 15 March 2004
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