Over five decades I have written to Presidents. I felt it was important to express my view and believed it was worth as much as money, input to a poll… and it did not matter if the person I voted for won or lost. Whoever held the office was safeguarding the entire nation and not just those who voted for or against. Perhaps it is silly to think such things matter but old habits have a way of sticking withyou.
Many thoughts come to mind while one types…
Sometimes you just return for a good time… and the Woodstock No. 4 is!!
Snow drifts and falls and shifts and blows… and brings with it a cool comfort and soft places to fall on hard days. Snow falls and each flak drops a piece of peace if you wait… and watch it cover the worst looking spot and transforms it to a clean surface fresh and smooth!
Not in the best shape… but I pressed the keys to see if I could get this one off the ground and into the air and for the most part it did what Butterfly’s do… float and bounce from here to there at its own pace and way.
If your day seems to repeat… why repeat the same response?
Put ten miles on my bicycle… my first miles this year. Wonder’s of wonders the world seemed fresh and full of hope at the end and I wanted to do more… so I picked up my 1906 Underwood #5 and kept having fun!
103 years old and it inspires… the Monarch #2
Thinking good thoughts for and about all…
