Random Photo

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A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.

The peonies bloomed on May Day, hereabouts. I keep watch on the peonies this time of year, and that’s a week or too early by my reckoning.

Annals of Twitter: The World Snaps Back

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Behold, the peace that passeth understanding.

Random Photo: All The World Is Here

shakespeare woodward parkShakespeare monument, Woodward Park, Tulsa, Oklahoma

A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.

Thought Balloon: The Earth Has Days

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*The Earth doesn’t care what day it is.

The Earth has rotated on its axis upwards of 1.7 trillion, that is to say, one thousand seven hundred billion, times. This is what James Hutton called deep time. Homo sap. has been around roughly 73 million of those days. Today Yesterday is was the 47th “Earth Day.” Happy Earth Day, y’all.

Yes, I know I’m a day late in posting this, but I don’t care what day it is, either. Except that it’s Shakespeare’s (alleged) birthday. Solon would have called Will happy, I think. Happy Shakespeare! That can be said on any day as far as I’m concerned. I could be thrice more happy if I could write a sonnet half as great as Shakespeare’s 119:

What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw myself to win!
What wretched errors hath my heart committed,
Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never!
How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted,
In the distraction of this madding fever!
O benefit of ill! now I find true
That better is by evil still made better;
And ruined love, when it is built anew,
Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater.
So I return rebuked to my content,
And gain by ill thrice more than I have spent.

With appropriate hubris, so long lives this, Shakespeare lives in deep time.

Random Photo: Looking Through The Glass

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A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.

Thought Balloon: LOL On Stumps

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*Why is my hindbrain convinced people who “lol” continually online have no legs, and roll around on little carts?

…and that the bones of the people who “ROFLMAO” have dissolved, turning them into giant human amoebas who leave slime trails on their touch screens as they text with boneless fingers?



Random Photo: Another Green Fuse

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A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

Dylan Thomas

The above wildflower or maybe invasive weed grows in the shade of the trees along the trail at the Falls of the Ohio, on the Clarksville, Indiana side of the river. Can any of you pilgrims and seekers tell me the name of it?

Bonus photo: Tiny buzzards.

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