Hello Spring

Crocus in March

In comparison to the world 15 days ago when I posted this blog's pause, the news media appears to be happy to be held hostage by outrageous statements from you know who. Violence continues as any good news crouches under the weight of politics and war.

My blog pause isn't because of blogging burn out. The world around me has a glacier weight that is building with each headline I read about you know who. It is impossible to get away from that sheer stupidity that he gets that much attention instead of being behind bars.

I am not a weak person. Severe emotional pain I have endured countless times. I live with depression, PTSD, and anxiety. The depth of the anguish the GOP is creating via supporting you know who, the Mariana Trench pales in comparison.

A very sad part of my misery is the belief I am not the only American who is being negatively impacted by what is going on in American politics.

Pray for Common Sense 

Pray for a good presidential candidate to emerge

Pray for America

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Regular posting is still on pause

A Bit of Saturday Chatter

Stern & Waves

Water is fascinating to watch as well as a meditative experience to paint in watercolor. Waves swelling up next to a boat's stern raises images of a deep dark moody ocean rolling towards land.

Study the color patterns. Think about the motion of wind on water, and  the push of gravity. As the tiny waves near the shoreline, delight in the silvery sparkle of surf. In a chilly spring wind, shiver slightly with a shimmering reflection.

A Spring Reflection

That is where I had a coffee this morning. Thinking about nothing but what I could see.

Allergy season means being out and about early because when I take allergy medcine, I normally don't go out again even if it states non-drowsy on the label.

Otter Creek Shoreline

At home, I read the news.

The todo over Twitter's blue check changes is irony on laughable. Entertainers that make massive amounts of money, getting all huffy about a good business decision, when the fee is tiny in comparison to what they charge for a single ticket, is quite ironic.

Reading about Chris Christie's New Hampshire speach helps me recover. Feeling refreshed, I chuckle to imagine a Cheney Christie ticket in the next predidential campaign.

Is it possible, one might ask, that I've had too much fresh air?  

No.

Anyway, my nose is still running. It is windy out. The three days of rain in the forecast washing pollen out of the air will be a relief. It will be a good time to write poetry.

Reflection Monday 7 November 2016

November's Progress, digital photo

What to reflect on in November traditionally is what we are thankful for. I suspect many will soon have a fleeting moment of thanks when the election is over. Fleeting because I also believe many Americans, including myself, as well as people around the world may not be pleased with the outcome. One could win outright, and the other by popular vote to lose to the Electoral College.
A prominent issue I've taken from this presidential election is the next four years is time to advocate for changing the nomination and campaign rules. I believe if a person wants to run for office, then they must know the job, the territory, the issues, the entire why and what they want to accomplish in office, and work within a strict campaign budget that's millions less than what is currently being spent.

For this November...reflecting on what to be thankful for is going to feel more important that ever.