At last I’ve changed the quote after the masthead of this blog. My initial intention was to change it on a regular basis. I never changed it. I don’t know, maybe I will now. I also tried to change my theme but could not. I couldn’t as I still prefer the one I have. So I changed the color. At least that’s something. And that’s about as wild as you’ll see on this Sunday when football made me sad. I’d like a real team. I’d like the Packers to be something again. They need to change their theme.
Thoughts
Thinking out Loud & Making Comments
Birthdays—Late Again
Two birthdays for October 15.
My mum was born on October 15th, back many years ago— in 1904. It’s difficult to think in terms of over 100 years ago. Once someone asked her what the thing was that stood out above all else through the years she had lived. She replied that it was the moon landing. She shook her head and said it was just unbelievable. Think of it, she said. Walking on the moon. Yes indeed.
The other October 15th birthday for today is our pal Freddie’s. Nietzsche was born in 1844 and died just three years before my mother, little Frances E Hansen was born. That’s another thing to ponder, how things move on so very quickly, but only in retrospect.
And still we move on ourselves, contemplating or not, counting the days or not. One day, one birth at a time. In our own way, as only we can.

Yesterday’s Birthday

· Cervantes was BTD in 1547
Happy Birthday

Posted by Psyche’s Call with Donna May ·
T. S. Eliot was BTD in 1888

Found
I ran across this in my meanderings. What we used to call found poems. I’m just going to post it and say nothing more.
Be and be better. For they existed.
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
― Maya Angelou