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Today & Football

Football! Playing the game today for Paul Hornug, one of the all-time greats of Green Bay Football! Paul moved on to play the game for Real—in the great goalposts of the Ether & Universe—yesterday.

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Paul never played for another team after Green Bay. He was a Packer all the way and adored by The Man (Lombardi) and his fans. Jackie & I once sent him a pair of “stay-ties”—for kids’ shoes—as his football shoes were always coming untied. Wonder if he ever got ’em! Back in those days, when we lived in Madison, Wisconsin, there was no such thing as velcro.

But of course he doesn’t need to worry about such things today.

GO GREEN BAY!

And a Happy Birthday to Grandpa George on this the 15th of November, yet another autumn day in the hood. And a beautiful day it is.

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Stopping By

The Woods and Words Today. While we continue to wait for official election results. Covid 19-end days. The next turn around the corner.

  • Posted by David Moynahan

Female Northern Flicker. Came upon this neglected shot I made a few years ago. I was alerted by a neighbor that the flickers were migrating through the area. Lying on my belly in my small blind (set up overnight on her property), I was able to capture a few shots of these beautiful ground feeders. Thanks Melissa Starbuck. And thank you, David Moynahan.

The Waiting Days

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“Welcome Back, America”

In Paris, the church bells were set to ringing, and the mayor sent the message to Biden: Welcome back, America!

In other news, there will now once again be dogs at the White House!

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This

What it is like until the other dies. And why it is more than final when gone. And why longing has new meaning, a new edge. Another part of self erased.


“I know now, after fifty years, that the finding/losing, forgetting/remembering, leaving/returning, never stops. The whole of life is about another chance, and while we are alive, till the very end, there is always another chance.”
Jeanette Winterson – Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

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Richard Bergh – Nordic Summer Evening, 1899-1900
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This Election

So tired. So very tired. I can barely move. I went to bed last night very late but no matter. I’m sick of what this country has come to. What will happen to our earth? Our animals? Our leavings on this planet?

“There is an eerie sense of Panic in the air, a silent Fear and Uncertainty that comes with once-reliable faiths and truths and solid Institutions that are no longer safe to believe in. . . . There is a Presidential Election, right on schedule, but somehow there is no President” Hunter Thompson

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I read a post by someone who said “I guess the words we speak, the truth, means something unless you are a Democrat.” This when the one-who-was-elected has lied at every public speech. I no longer understand anything.

Go in peace, go in love.