100 years ago Brooks used the name Climax for their B-50 saddle and I found another ad from 1913 where another brand used this word as well. Brooks is thinking about brining this line back. They said it would improve my chances to be a “tester” of the new saddle if I offered my view. I did… but even if I’m not given a “Climax”… just thinking about it… I found uplifting.
Then where would be the fun of word play…
Just in the mood to put woods on a page with this 1928 Royal 10.
Typewriters are like old movies… put down a few bucks. Sit down… enjoy. Admit nothing later.
It’s fun to just put aside time each day to type… to think out loud and let the words flow and thoughts grow as they wish. So… I think I might smile in the morning and see if the day is different than just getting up and letting the world set its on pace. I will control my destiny and be upbeat if I want to… which reminds me of something a English teacher once said about me: “I can see you standing in front of a tree… saying: “Grow!” I took this in stride… people talk to plants all the time.
My first post felt special. My 50th made me giddy. I sought out a 100 year old typewriter to mark my 100th post but was sent a 85 year old one by mistake. The 200th was full of images. Now I reach 300 and this blog is both more than I ever expected and less than I had hoped. The reality is wonderful… the dream just fades like a pleasant memory. No regrets for what is… more words are waiting to reach paper… Thank you everyone for your time. You have filled my time and life with insight…. support and kindness. 66 more to go then who knows.
Gee!
Sometimes I just get behind the keyboard and let the words spring from my fingers as they wish. Each press of the key can take me anywhere… to mirth… or sadness… reflection or just feelings of creation or nothing. On this day I just let the keys speak. I just play with words…
