I had to go to a physical therapy appointment early this morning in Louisville, Colorado, and one benefit of getting up early were some beautiful views of the overnight snow, clouds on one side of the sky, and sunshine on the other.
December 5, 2018: After the operation in July I just got back to a 160 pound bench press and practicing yoga every night. After operation #8 tomorrow I won’t be able to exercise for six weeks. You just gotta keep coming back, keep fighting.
Legend has it that Bodhidharma sat facing a wall for nine years. I’m going to sit facing my faux fireplace on my new cushion (known as a zabuton, which was a Christmas gift this year).
Brief conversation with a Starbucks barista in whatever town I was just in:
“A grande coffee, please.”
“Room for cream?”
“Yes, an inch please.”
“I won’t be offended if it’s more than that. I won’t drink it all.”
“Okay. Anything else?”
“I haven’t had caffeine in several months, so that should be more than enough.”
“Did you know that some people get sleepy when they have caffeine? I thought that was interesting.”
She leans in and whispers, “Don’t tell anyone, but honestly, I only like to drink coffee on the weekends, and then have deep conversations with friends.”
I lean in and quietly reply, “I like your style.”
~ December 18, 2018
The image here shows two photos of the Pedersen Glacier in Alaska. The black and white image is from 1917, and the open green field is from 2005. I found those photos in this YouTube video after viewing a short video about how warm it is in the Arctic Circle this year, where glaciers are melting during the winter instead of forming new ice.
For more information, the USGS has this page which shows many more examples of disappearing glaciers in Alaska.
As I continue to work through photos, this is a photo of a painting of a church, which I believe I saw in the lobby of the La Fonda hotel in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
If you ever visit the Boulder, Colorado area you’ll hear of the “flatirons.” Many stores and businesses are named after them. This is them.
Less than 24 hours back in Colorado, and I made a woman cry today.
But it was a good thing.
We were talking and I mentioned something we had talked about previously, and she said, “I can’t believe you remember that,” and started crying.
Just like someone lifted my spirits back in December of 2005 (a story I wrote about recently), never underestimate the effects of a kind word.
~ August 29, 2018
I’m told that last August I drove from Kentucky to Colorado.
With the fireweed blooming in Alaska, summer will soon be yielding to fall and winter.