April 19, 2018 by L.E. Hansen

Strawberry Fields

posted by KennySstrawberryfields on Instagram

Does everyone remember “Strawberry Fields Forever”?

And so now that it has come to me, there are certain flowers come into bloom, or are planted or picked, I break into song. Daffodils? “When daffodils begin to shine, hey the doxie over the dale…” Petunias? “I’m a lonely little petunia…”

And on I sing and the flowers grow…

Below is the strawberry I planted in my courtyard in Manitou and was so proud of. Many more buds and fruits came to join us. And so we sang.

April 17, 2018 by L.E. Hansen

Memories of Squeek

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Above we have Squeek practicing to be a comma. She did succeed, and impressed many. She would also sit on command.

And here we have Squeek in one of her many box hideouts. She built compounds of plastic bags, boxes, and box tops. Though she wasn’t much for physical activities, she hid out well.

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But the most wonderful thing about that beautiful creature is how she would look directly at anyone who was speaking. To hold her, cuddle her by turing her over, belly up, she would keep her gaze on you as if speaking soul to soul. Gorgeous black eyes. I feel honored to have had her in my life.

April 14, 2018 by L.E. Hansen

Reflection

An Interesting Word, Reflection

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On the one hand, it means to duplicate itself upon something else without being absorbed. It is thrown back. If the light shines upon an object that can reflect, it will appear as if part of it. When the light disappears, the object will look as it did before, unaffected by the reflection that had been upon it. In our beautiful photo, when the moon moves away, the river will be left alone. The moon will leave not a mark behind.

On the other hand, we have a meaning that is almost a total opposite. When we reflect on something, we take it in, consider it, toss it about in our minds. It is more than thinking, and it certainly is not tossed back to the original. With reflection, we absorb the thing we are considering.

And the funny thing about a word like Reflection, when you reflect upon it, you are reflecting.

April 11, 2018 by L.E. Hansen

And…And…

Posted by Philosophical Matters

Seeing this reminded me of the help line for English majors. On the Garrison Keeler show, one of the “advertisers” on the stories said there was a support line for those of us cursed with the knowledge of proper grammar, syntax, references, etc. Oh, how many times I have longed for that site. To actually be able to ring up and just cry, with a sympathetic listener on the other end. Oh to have that 800 number at my finger tips. But no, the fresh hell of misplaced English-major aggression has led many a one of us to the devil’s doorstep and the evils of drink.

I prefer my martinis dry, and on the rocks.