Monthly Archives: November 2022

Any knowledge that doesn’t lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life. —Wislawa Szymborska when receiving the 1996 Nobel Prize in Literature It’s an unusual quote, but to me it means … Continue reading →

This was the forecast for down here yesterday: And this was what it was like up on the land: November 19, 2022

In case you ever wondered. November 18, 2022

The typical human mind is like a supercomputer possessed by the soul of a demented squirrel. It’s constantly calculating, anticipating, remembering, fantasizing, worrying, hoarding, bouncing frenetically from thought to thought to thought. —Martha Beck, The Joy Diet Does that describe … Continue reading →

I was intrigued by the title of this book, so I started reading the sample. Why the word “diet”? Beck says when the word first entered the English language it meant a way of living or thinking. A few decades … Continue reading →

Does anyone else remember this song? I thought of it when I was wondering how it got to be the middle of November already. Do you agree with the premise that you can’t enjoy yourself when you’re old? I’m having … Continue reading →

Andy has met several people lost up in the mountains because they trusted Google’s instructions. Has it ever led you astray? November 13, 2022

This was yesterday’s weather forecast: I prefer it when the lows are above 20°F and the highs are 40 or above, but I still like the Wednesday-Friday forecast better than summer because I sleep more soundly. It also makes me … Continue reading →

Do you ever talk to yourself? I do, all the time. Most of it is internal, but I find I smile and laugh more if I do it out loud, so I’m trying to do it more. It would be … Continue reading →

In a comment on the post about Tempi and the chair, Ann wondered if Tempi didn’t want the blanket but wanted to Zoe to play. I’m guessing neither. She wanted Zoe to get off the chair so she could have … Continue reading →