I lack ritual. My blog is evidence of that. My friend's father understood ritual. There was a time to feed the cats, a time to walk the dog, a time to read the paper.I think I react rather than act...

But I like taking pictures...that is a ritual. I have difficulty with horizons. I wonder if those who lack ritual lack horizons. But this picture is actually taken on a hill and so there is a natural slant.

The teacher's nightmare:
To have one's former student be the MC at the President's Roast:
I'd also also like to thank Mr. Mills, my grade ten history teacher  who said I wouldn't amount to anything.
Mr. Mills, I am about to high five the president of the United States.
Jimmy Kimmel

Sorry blog, I've been distracted...but we had a spell of warm weather and I was trying out a new camera...with the help of Jasper. It seems to work quite well!

Six penguins are going to be taken for a walk outside the Biodome this weekend. They were taken out last week but their feet got cold!

It's not that I shun the living!

I'm not embarrassed by this but I am surprised. I love dead flowers! I look forward to them dying. There's something about the shape...

I'm sure I would offer fodder for analysis...but I can't help it.

It must be Spring. The spam is full of unrepeatable offers and some that are...I could get a college degree in one week...or I could fill a prescription or buy baby food and snacks on line...

A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

Emily Dickinson

Thank goodness Emily never had to deal with spam!