24 hours November 2, 2009
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I did end up taking that walk in the fog yesterday accompanied by my dear spouse. And then went again at 10:30PM under full moonlight–bright enough to cast sharp shadows and walk without flashlights, but too dark to capture on my camera. Another time-change gift was waking this morning at 5AM with the full moon setting over the ocean. Here’s a photo essay of those three walks–all withing 24 hours. Really! It was almost magic.

Fellow Travelers in the Fog










Sunday Morning November 1, 2009
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Everyone else is asleep–catching up on rest after a demanding week and a fun-filled Halloween.
Thanks to setting the clocks back, we all get an extra hour of time.
What will I do with it, this gift of early morning light? What do I want to do with this extra hour of solitude?
So much I could do, want to do.
Take a walk on the ocean bluff, like yesterday, when I was able to share a magic moment, watching a great blue heron, silhouetted in the blue-grey fog, jut and strut, stalking its meal hidden in the misty field.
Browse the web…catching up on news, or fascinating video clips recommended by blog-friends.
Work on my next post for Wealth is Not the Problem. I love the struggle to find the best words and logic with which to communicate why I believe a people whose government limits itself to the protection of individual rights is not only the most fruitful, but the most peaceful, compassionate and respectful of human life.
Catch up on my way-over-due reading for by MOBseter’s on-line book club.
Work on my new encaustic project…sitting on my desk, beckoning–almost but not quite taunting me, right next to the 2-inch stack of article printouts on health-care reform, and the other 2-inch-stack on climate change.
Upload photos from last night–All Hallows Eve–and post on how much I love this holiday with its goulish trappings, which if you aren’t careful will distract you from its REAL meaning: the benevolent sharing of the bounty of our “harvests” with neighbors–friends and strangers; the childhood love of sweets–a joy not to be forgotten without the risk of turning into a scrooge; the pleasure of living out a small and secret fantasy or dream–if just for one night.
Ah, so much to do.
Life is full.
3 good things (the smile version) October 25, 2009
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Smile #1. My 91 year-old father-in-law’s, after receiving this past Friday his 6th and last cycle of chemotherapy for his marginal zone non-Hodgkins lymphoma.
Smile #2. My 14 year-old daughter’s, after attending her first ever high school (home-coming) dance.
Smile #3. My 17 year-old son’s, when last night, 10 of his friends (several of whom graduated last year and are now away at college) snuck up behind him as he messed around on the computer– and wished him a belated and surprise happy birthday!
September 12 March on Washington September 13, 2009
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Below is the email I received from my friend Chris Cardiff who was able to participate in yesterday’s March on Washington. He was one of many thousands who gathered on the Washington Mall to protest government’s increasing attacks on our rights to life, liberty and property.
Dear Family & Friends,
Today I joined several hundred thousand people who, for a variety of reasons, feel our government is heading in the wrong direction. Yes, it was the 9-12 March on Washington – and what a remarkable event it was. Early estimates of crowd size range from a few hundred thousand to 1.5 million; and around the country 200+ protests were held at the same time. A detailed account starts at the next paragraph – you can skip and go right to the photos if you want!
The plan was to assemble at Freedom Plaza starting at 9am and then march down Pennsyvania Avenue to the Capitol starting at 11:30am with keynote speeches scheduled to being at 1pm. My own plan was to take the metro downtown and arrive around 11:30 for the start of the march. Well, neither I nor the organizers planned adequately for the turnout. When I arrived at the metro station at 10:45, it was packed with people waiting for the next train. And downtown at Freedom Plaza they were so many people spilling out into the side streets that they had to start the march 90 minutes early.
Even so, I arrived in time to join the tail end of the march up Pennsylvania Avenue. Pretty cool walking in the middle of an eight lane boulevard with a few thousand cheerful protesters.
When we got to the Capitol the crowd got thicker. After taking a few pictures, I wriggled my way to a spot where people were surreptitiously climbing over a small opening in a short wall to reach the Capitol lawn; the area was patrolled by police officers who were not allowing any more people in though there was much more room there than outside it. Each time the police officers moved away, a half dozen people scrambled over (I went over the wall as part of the third batch).
The speeches started promptly at 1pm; after some introductory remarks a singer led the crowd in The Star Spangled Banner. I listened to speeches for the next couple of hours (I enjoyed Senator Jim DeMint and Andrew Garber of the National Taxpayer Union the best – the conservative rap singer, Hi Caliber, was pretty interesting too). Then I headed for home. Speeches were still going on and people were still arriving.
Had a great chat on the metro on the way home with an older woman from South Carolina. She and her husband drove up (seven hours!) for the event (he was sitting several rows away – the metro was not as packed as when we arrived but was still rush-hour full). Her sister drove all the way from Florida – pretty dedicated! Several speakers mocked Pelosi’s astroturf comments, noting how not a single person had been paid to attend the event. Some of my favorite homemade signs are below – enjoy!
Chris
Chris’ photos and captions:
The Newseum opened a couple of years ago; it is situated on Pennsylvania Avenue and has this monster version of the First Amendment on its several story facade. I found the the last clause peculiarly appropriate for the day’s event.

Marching down Pennsylvania Avenue…

Arriving at the Capitol – or at least as close as I could get before I started wriggling through the crowd. This shot is from the far side of the reflecting pool:

Chris at 912 March on Washington:

Possibly my favorite protest sign – and by far the most unique. What can I say, I’m a LotR geek. This guy has to have incredible photoshop skills:

Note the disabled woman to the right. In addition to folks in wheel chairs, there were also a number of elderly using walkers as well as some cancer victims. It was humbling to see them there:

Signs, signs, everywhere the signs…

Obama’s logo was everywhere. Another favorite, which I could not get a picture of, simply said in two foot letters “OOPS!” [I think this is my favorite..other than the one with Chris' smiling face!]:

If the police could have reached these folks, they probably would have ordered them off the statue. The police were thicker and more aggressive about keeping people from climbing on things around the Capitol lawn:

There were a few people dressed in colonial garb but this lady was my favorite:

The Gadsden flag with the “Don’t Tread On Me” logo with snake, was everywhere. However, this large version of the snake mounted on poles was pretty cool. His tail even had rattles in it, which the lady holding up the back half kept shaking:

Looking backward – the crowd was reputed to stretch to the Washington Monument, far in the background. The Capitol reflecting pool is in front of the General Grant statue (to the left of the Washington Monument:

Final shot as I’m heading over to the Capitol South metro station:

Thank you Chris!!
3 good things (Labor Day Weekend version) September 7, 2009
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1. An early Saturday morning walk and soul-to-soul talk with my friend
2. Sunday dinner and ICE CREAM with my husband, my children and their grandparents.
3. A quiet early Monday morning with time to read in the sun on my back deck, with the gentle clucking of my back yard ladies as background music.

