Beautiful photography always. Thank you Professor and Buddy. Hope you have enough hours in the day for rest and relaxation, photographing and writing. I’m setting my alarm clock for an hour ahead.
Outstanding columns this week -- and every week, Heather. Yes. Take the night off! Thank Buddy for me. And thank you for making me think every. single. time!
Glad to hear someone else liked “Women Talking”. That is what we do. We don’t go out and kill the first thing we see or try to hurt back. We talk. We seek a solution. We care about others. We act on our love for children. We are sane in an insane situation.
Please don't be grudging with that "we"; some men are in on all that too. Perhaps "we" are "the community formed around HCR," or even "progressives, broadly defined." But I must cop to sometimes getting insane in this insane situation. "Makes me want to holler/ And throw up both my hands." - Marvin Gaye (1971). How long, O Lord, how long?
I’m glad you mentioned that, Joshua. You expanded on my initial thought. -->Perhaps "we" are "the community formed around HCR," or even "progressives, broadly defined."<--
My son and I came home tonight from a soccer match. My wife said she had watched "Women Talking," and she couldn't stop talking about it. I must watch it.
Storm tossed snowy scene. It speaks as many of us feel in America today, tossed and stormy inside. Sleep well Heather and Buddy. Thank you for your vision.
'We can come back to 'it' tomorrow. 'It', being our 'America'.
HCR -- the photos are always, always exquisite consolation prizes for the nights we don’t get to read another of your spot-on helpful analyses or history lessons. At first glance this one looked like black and white photography. And yes, it is--but not just. The weathered yellow of the boat is an important aesthetic inclusion. I suspect that Buddy Poland knew what he was doing with it, just as Spielberg knew in “Schindler’s List” when he gave us the little girl with the red coat.
Over and over again I find myself saying "This one, this one is my favorite so far" and each time your Buddy surpasses himself again. I don't know if he will be able to do so this next time. This
TY HCR. I look forward to your reporting. We love Maine. My daughter spent many summers at camp in Washington ME and spent a year (covid) as a Freshman at COA on Mount Desert Island. So Portland has been a hub for us. I think of retiring there but i hv been in NYC for so long. The photos you post are magical. No TV news today. I am reeling from MTG calling the House to order. To a peaceful Sunday. May we lift each up in prayer, song, art, talk, silence and all else.
Another beautiful evocative photograph. Thank you. Oddly, though it evokes the damp chill we also are having, there is something very cozy and embracing about it. As if the viewer has just tied off, and is looking forward to the warmth in the cabin behind. Peaceful.
One more storm on its way, then I hope we are truly on our way to spring. I hope tomorrow is the last time I have to change the clocks. Don't care which way they set them as long as they just leave them there year-round.
It really does feel like we're on the brink of spring. Just this next 4-5 days to get through.
We had a conversation at rehearsal yesterday; it was really one of those "false spring" days we get (usually in February). Hoping this next below freezing jaunt is the last!
Beautiful sunny if chilly day yesterday. We took my son-in-law's mother out for dinner to celebrate her 86th birthday. On the drive home in late afternoon, with another bad storm on the way, I noticed that some of the trees were showing signs of budding out. They are in no danger, but it made all of us feel happy to know that they are still on board. The buds on my magnolia stellata are closed up tight: she knows how to protect herself until the time is right. In a month they will open up. I look forward to her glorious display every year.
Beautiful photography always. Thank you Professor and Buddy. Hope you have enough hours in the day for rest and relaxation, photographing and writing. I’m setting my alarm clock for an hour ahead.
“Daylight Saving”
by Dorothy Parker
My answers are inadequate
To those demanding day and date
And ever set a tiny shock
Through strangers asking what's o'clock;
Whose days are spent in whittling rhyme-
What's time to her, or she to Time?
https://allpoetry.com/Daylight-Saving
I thought the REPUBLICAN'TS abolished daylight savings. Did they fail at that too or is there no evidence?
Thank you, Irenie - I love Parker!
Such beautiful photography you offer. Thank you so much. Have a good weekend and sleep well.
A quiet night is a restful night. Thank you for another beautiful photo Buddy. Rest well you two.
Outstanding columns this week -- and every week, Heather. Yes. Take the night off! Thank Buddy for me. And thank you for making me think every. single. time!
Ah! Peace. As you lay your head to rest don’t forget to set you clock ahead one hour. Thank you for all you do.
Oh, my goodness...thanks for the reminder about setting our clocks, Chris!
Please watch a phenomenal movie called “Women Talking.”
All best, Davi Chabner
Still remembering the day of meeting you.
Glad to hear someone else liked “Women Talking”. That is what we do. We don’t go out and kill the first thing we see or try to hurt back. We talk. We seek a solution. We care about others. We act on our love for children. We are sane in an insane situation.
Please don't be grudging with that "we"; some men are in on all that too. Perhaps "we" are "the community formed around HCR," or even "progressives, broadly defined." But I must cop to sometimes getting insane in this insane situation. "Makes me want to holler/ And throw up both my hands." - Marvin Gaye (1971). How long, O Lord, how long?
A kind and loving man August took the minutes and was clearly a friend.
I’m glad you mentioned that, Joshua. You expanded on my initial thought. -->Perhaps "we" are "the community formed around HCR," or even "progressives, broadly defined."<--
This community feels more and more like home.
Yes! I agree! Find, nurture , and hold on to those precious men who are like August.
I loved it too!
My son and I came home tonight from a soccer match. My wife said she had watched "Women Talking," and she couldn't stop talking about it. I must watch it.
Unfortunately, no. But hope springs eternal.
Good book too! Author Miriam Toews.
Yes, I watched it once it was streaming. I had waited a long time for it.
Excellent book, fascinating and horrifying story behind the book. Looking forward to the movie.
Yes! Let’s! Enjoy your vacation with Buddy!
Storm tossed snowy scene. It speaks as many of us feel in America today, tossed and stormy inside. Sleep well Heather and Buddy. Thank you for your vision.
'We can come back to 'it' tomorrow. 'It', being our 'America'.
HCR -- the photos are always, always exquisite consolation prizes for the nights we don’t get to read another of your spot-on helpful analyses or history lessons. At first glance this one looked like black and white photography. And yes, it is--but not just. The weathered yellow of the boat is an important aesthetic inclusion. I suspect that Buddy Poland knew what he was doing with it, just as Spielberg knew in “Schindler’s List” when he gave us the little girl with the red coat.
Over and over again I find myself saying "This one, this one is my favorite so far" and each time your Buddy surpasses himself again. I don't know if he will be able to do so this next time. This
image is sublime.
I have fond memories of living in Portland in the early '70s.
I drove up to Aroostook County one January day and saw snow piled up along the highway to the tops of the utility poles.
TY HCR. I look forward to your reporting. We love Maine. My daughter spent many summers at camp in Washington ME and spent a year (covid) as a Freshman at COA on Mount Desert Island. So Portland has been a hub for us. I think of retiring there but i hv been in NYC for so long. The photos you post are magical. No TV news today. I am reeling from MTG calling the House to order. To a peaceful Sunday. May we lift each up in prayer, song, art, talk, silence and all else.
I thought she could only call the house to “disorder.”
Namaste
Oh thank you so much! And what a fabulous picture!
Thank you for the picture tonight and for all you compile and compose for us every news cycle. We are better citizens and advocates because of you.
Another beautiful evocative photograph. Thank you. Oddly, though it evokes the damp chill we also are having, there is something very cozy and embracing about it. As if the viewer has just tied off, and is looking forward to the warmth in the cabin behind. Peaceful.
One more storm on its way, then I hope we are truly on our way to spring. I hope tomorrow is the last time I have to change the clocks. Don't care which way they set them as long as they just leave them there year-round.
Good-night, everyone.
It really does feel like we're on the brink of spring. Just this next 4-5 days to get through.
We had a conversation at rehearsal yesterday; it was really one of those "false spring" days we get (usually in February). Hoping this next below freezing jaunt is the last!
Beautiful sunny if chilly day yesterday. We took my son-in-law's mother out for dinner to celebrate her 86th birthday. On the drive home in late afternoon, with another bad storm on the way, I noticed that some of the trees were showing signs of budding out. They are in no danger, but it made all of us feel happy to know that they are still on board. The buds on my magnolia stellata are closed up tight: she knows how to protect herself until the time is right. In a month they will open up. I look forward to her glorious display every year.
Have a restful night! Fantastic picture by the way!