Doorway to other worlds

TENNYSON ON RESTLESS HEARTS AND NEW BEGINNINGS

“The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep  Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, ​ ‘T is not too late to seek a newer world. ​ Push off, and sitting well in order smite  The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths ​ Of all the western stars, until I die. ​ It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:  It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great...

Bears have invaded my neighborhood

BEARS IN THE HOOD

Bears have invaded my neighborhood (and soon my driveway as well.) The local newspapers, neighborhood apps, and other media outlets have been abuzz with sightings of a black bear this past week, though based on the size of the bear(s) in the different photos and the fact that a bear cannot be in two places at once, it seems more to me that a momma bear has been separated from her partially grown cubs. But at this point, that is...

Map of Fort Ticonderoga

FORT TICONDEROGA: THE GRAVEYARD OF EMPIRES.

THE GEOGRAPHY OF LAKE CHAMPLAIN/LAKE GEORGE In my Fort William Henry post, I described the French and Indian War between France and England in North America.  Fort Ticonderoga is a good point to open a discussion on the geography of the war.  The major waterways in this part of far eastern New York are the Hudson River, the Richelieu River, Lake George and Lake Champlain.  The Hudson River flows southward from near its source close to Lake Tear of the Clouds, north of Albany.  Overland, from the Hudson...

My Cancer Journal

MY CANCER JOURNAL (5/2023)

THURSDAY, MAY 4, 2023 (C DAY +94) Last day of chemo for a while. After my June visit with my oncologist/urologist for scoping and restaging, I will receive at least one more “maintenance” bout of chemotherapy with future scopes and bouts at three month intervals. Last night I felt fairly stressed. Not about the future, but about today. I could see myself as one of the plastic, closed markers or figures in an old fashioned board game. Depending on the...

Boy reading as gallery image for book reviews.

THE CATSKILLS IN HISTORY AND HOW IT CHANGED AMERICA

When one gazes at the Catskill mountains, there is a certain mystique.  Looking out through my windows on a clear day from in the heart of these beloved mountains, I can clearly see several prominent peaks across the valley.  An hour or two earlier (or later) they might be hidden in the mist or the clouds.  Even the name “Catskill” is shrouded in mystery.  We know that the Dutch (perhaps Henry Hudson, himself), coined the term, and many other names hereabouts, and we know that the...

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