Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure... than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat. Theodore Roosevelt
Note: Regularly scheduled programing has been interrupted by Summer Monsoons and lightning. We hope to restore normal programing as soon as possible.
I agree with Roosevelt, and fellow wanderer, Jack Kerouac, too: “Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream.”
I am thankful for all the twists and turns—the left's and right's and wrong's and detours—that somehow, when sum-totaled, added up to a long-shot lotto win that landed me the opportunity to to spend my singular existence right where, and with whom, I belong. Regrets? Too few to mention.
I appreciate my friend, lover, and hiking partner for life, Bobbie, who asked me to go for a little run one day umpteen decades ago, 13 miles, up to the Black Canyon of the Gunnison, and back down. It was a hell of a first date...the kind that tells one what they might be in for should this relationship go forward, as in, full speed ahead.
“Love is friendship set to music." Jackson Pollock
I also appreciate fellow vagabond and non-vagabond friends who join with us to play outside like kids on summer break. You know who you are.
As in Life, here, in random order, are a FEW highlights from the past 365 days...just for amusement on a rainy day:
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