Promise from horizon to horizon

Dandelion and its "Echo"

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Music is not merely playing at the same time

Playing together consists of much more than merely playing at the same time.

There is a garage band on my way from campus to the bus. A few years ago, they were terrible musicians. With practice, they have become better at their instruments. This is good.

But, speaking as one who has played in a band for many years, playing together consists of much more than playing at the same time. It is critical for band-mates to listen to one another and to have the song in their hearts. Then the music happens. Otherwise it is merely noise.

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the view from here - waiting

Though the majority of transit time is spent in actual transit, there can be times when all one is doing is waiting. These are a few of the waiting views.

Waiting for the Train to Leave

Waiting for Coffee

Waiting on the Overwatered Lawn

Waiting at Sunset

Waiting in the Dark

Waiting to Arrive

Waiting to Leave

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Thinking, Sharing, Lost Arts, Freedom, Choosing, and Spider Condos

Thinking: I discovered something yesterday: input blocks processing. Here's what I mean. When I spend my so-called pondering time browsing through others' ideas, whether lofty or mundane, my own processing is shut down. Apparently, I need to take time to sit, walk, whatever, without ideas flowing in my eyes or ears.

Sharing: Drivers take note. If pedestrians must look both ways before entering your space in the cross walk, then you ought to look both ways before entering ours in the sidewalk. I'm getting tired of the close up view I get of drivers as they back out of driveways without looking. Seriously.

The lost art of hedges: At one time hedges were pieces of art in the common yard. Nowadays, it seems like people go out, hedge trimmer in hand, at about 3 in the morning, still super groggy, and shape away. Either that, or there is seriously very little taste in proper hedge trimming.

Encounter Freedom: Sometimes I feel myself getting caught in the trap of needing to capture everything. At these times I need to tell myself, "Not everything needs to be captured with camera or sentence. Some things need only be encountered."

Lesson learned: Yesterday, I barely missed my morning bus. Wanting to get to campus early, I took an alternative route, not considering that the walk to campus would be much longer. Sometimes waiting for the best way is faster than taking the first way that comes along.

Arachnid living quarters: The evergreen bushes, resident in many yards, are actually spider condos. Creepy, but nifty.



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Spring's Early Adopters

The seasons change subtly where I live. Trees loose their leaves over many months. The new leaves and flowers follow the same rule. Some trees are spring's early adopters, promises of what is to come.

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A place for gathering the bits from the waste book

If I can muster the discipline, this is what I want my blog to be: the recipient of the contents of a waste book, a place to systematize the random ideas, observations, and encounters of the day. Of course, this means having the discipline to capture the bits.

I am torn between leveraging Evernote and playing in the Moleskine for use as a waste book. But then, maybe a combination of both is in order, for the type of thinking done with pen and paper is often different (for me) than the type of thinking done with finger and smart phone.

Time will tell.

For those wondering what a "waste book" is...

"Tradesmen have their 'waste book' (scrawl-book, composition book I think in German), in which they enter from day to day everything they buy and sell, everything all mixed up without any order to it, from there it is transferred to the day-book, where everything appears in more systematic fashion ... This deserves to be imitated by scholars. First a book where I write down everything as I see it or as my thoughts put it before me, later this can be transcribed into another, where the materials are more distinguished and ordered." (quoted in Notebook (style) on Wikipedia and in From The Waste Books on Orange Crate Art).

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