• Eleventh-and-Five-Sixth Hour

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    It is 12 until midnight, and I am at the end of another day, forcing up another post before the clock rolls over into a new day. I know, come January, I will free myself of the requirement to post something everyday on here like I have tried to do this year. Much of...

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    Poverty

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    “Poverty is not the absence of money, but the absence of possibilities. The absence of hope. When someone loses hope, poverty has won. The opposite of poverty is ‘enough’.” – Conversation with Spriggs

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    Late Night Thoughts

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    After work, I went home and took a nice quiet nap this evening and then went to my sister’s, where we finished roasting the last of the chile crop. We ended up with 6 snack bags of chopped mild pepper, and 2 snack bags of the hotter peppers minced up. It was the coldest...

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    Ignore the Immaterial

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    I don’t have a lot tonight. Enjoyed dinner out with my sister’s sons last night, and out with my folks tonight. I keep going back to Hillerman’s bio, because every time I listen to it, I get something new from him to think about. After Hillerman was discharged from the army and the war...

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    Evening Snaps

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    The last few nights I have tried to use some time after work to try and understand how to take a twilight photograph when the camera is in manual mode. Monday evening’s efforts were very crude because I basically dove into the activity pretty uninformed- and when I really wanted to get a nice,...

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    The Wounded Soldier

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    Honestly, I think my favorite part of the last few days has been when I have been driving around and, consequently, listening to the Tony Hillerman memoir. The book has been especially interesting at this point in the story because Hillerman is nineteen and wandering around in France and Germany as a grunt, an...

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    Alarmed

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    It was a homebody Sunday today, punctuated by cleaning up, a chile roast, and game night this evening. The chile roast was probably the biggest event of the day because I did it in the house mid-afternoon, set off my smoke alarms, and then realized after roasting the chiles that I did not have...

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    Briefing

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    Enjoyed spending the morning at my folks. My mom made a wonderful eggs and hash browns and sausage and gravy casserole accompanied by pumpkin frosting topped rolls. After that, dad and I put lights up around the house and on the main tree and its sidekick, the bush. After we were done, I came...

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    Classic Rides

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    Tonight, I remained downtown after work to catch the film “Three Billboards” at the downtown theater, and despite my high expectations, the film was adequately decent. The plot was very loose, and there was a lack of resolution to many of the subplots, which left you wondering why so much was not “completed” when...

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    Photography Videos

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    The last few nights after I’ve come home from work, I’ve found myself viewing YouTube videos on photography. I find myself perplexed by this photography thing. Here I have this fine piece of equipment called a camera which has the power to create some unique and remarkable images, and to use it to do...

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    Last Harvest 2017

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    I did a last harvest of the chile plants tonight. It seemed like the right time. I imagine the plants could have kept going and growing their green little fruits for a little while yet, but a few of them have looked stressed the last few days, and the plant closest to the back...

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    The Tinkerer

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    On the edge of town, near the fallow gulch, the tinkerer walked the row by night, a shadow amidst the moistness and moonbeams, seeking scrap and shard. His eyes strained to find the lost things, the broken items, the discarded debris, marred mementos from better days, from happier hearts, from livelier loves, from healthier...

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    Hillerman: His Story

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    What makes up how a person comes to think and live? Always an interesting question to consider. I picked up a copy of Tony Hillerman’s memoir, “Seldom Disappointed”, on CD this afternoon from the downtown library. I’ve really come to appreciate books on CD, as you are a captive audience spending that 20 minutes...

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    The Day

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    My day was pretty basic. I enjoyed church late this morning, which came with Communion. I went with my sister and mom to the art show at the Manuel Lujan building at the fairgrounds this afternoon. It was relaxing. I went to the store to pick up snacks after that for… A 5 hour...

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    The Capricious Nature of Good

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    This afternoon, I went to go see the new film starring Denzel Washington called “Roman J. Israel, Esq.” Not to give too much away of the movie, the film’s story is about a lawyer who, having spent 30 years in the background doing most of the research for his partner’s appearances as a public...

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    The Horn

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    Last night, at the conclusion of Thanksgiving evening and an enjoyable evening with family when I was gathering my things to leave my parents’ house, my mom reminded me that my old trumpet was waiting for me in the entry way. My old trumpet. In some ways, it was the family trumpet. My brother...

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