the wind raced and howled,
and the clouds screeched across the heavens.
https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1241814029188712/
The freezing roaring winds nearly knocked us down today.
Saturday, March 11, 2017
3.2.17 Howl and race
Down by the farmers fields,
the wind raced and howled,
and the clouds screeched across the heavens.
https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1241814029188712/
The freezing roaring winds nearly knocked us down today.
the wind raced and howled,
and the clouds screeched across the heavens.
https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1241814029188712/
The freezing roaring winds nearly knocked us down today.
3.2.17 Seamlessly
I have a dear friend,who grew up in a big
family,the way I did. She didn't have good schools, had a huge amount of
housework to help out with too many younger siblings, there wasn't always
enough food or other necessities or a car. She had a kid early, and she is a
tenacious bright innovator who is smart as a whip.
I was moved to private schools by my grandparents,because of all my learning difficulties. I was hand fed an excellent education. I got to go to college(s) and ran around having jobs and experiences before becoming a mom.
When we hang out, I use lots of words and concepts, and she describes ideas and conceptual templates to me in her brilliant way, and integrates my vocabulary and paradigms into her self. She does this seamlessly.
I assimilate her wisdom and creative solutions and common sense into who I am. It's a beautiful thing. That functional sharing of experience.
With our friendship and love and laughter and mutual support and thinking in conversation, we each assimilate from the other these vast building blocks into our own infrastructure, form and function. Blows me away.
I was moved to private schools by my grandparents,because of all my learning difficulties. I was hand fed an excellent education. I got to go to college(s) and ran around having jobs and experiences before becoming a mom.
When we hang out, I use lots of words and concepts, and she describes ideas and conceptual templates to me in her brilliant way, and integrates my vocabulary and paradigms into her self. She does this seamlessly.
I assimilate her wisdom and creative solutions and common sense into who I am. It's a beautiful thing. That functional sharing of experience.
With our friendship and love and laughter and mutual support and thinking in conversation, we each assimilate from the other these vast building blocks into our own infrastructure, form and function. Blows me away.
3.1.17 Can it be so?
What we easily lose track of, through societal
fear and ignorance snd suspicion,
is that our survival as a society,and our
exceptional adaptive creativity as a species,
is best served by a vast and
complicated inclusiveness of diversity.
Creative solutions generated by and for
a populace of great variation in abilities, strengths and perspectives,
provides a brilliant multifaceted application to our problems.
3.1.17 The afternoon came upon us
Down by the farmers fields, the afternoon came
upon us, with small gusty winds and the songs of the starlings, as the flooding
receded, and all around us, Spring began to call.
3.1.17 The trees drank deeply
The rains poured down,and the trees drank
deeply, and their blossoms exploded into Spring.
