tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post910356747385716606..comments2023-09-25T11:18:26.654-04:00Comments on Doug's Dribblings: The Trees Talk To MeDoug Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18027574195522869708noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post-64334940668939860202014-12-10T16:14:07.513-05:002014-12-10T16:14:07.513-05:00I will be looking forward to seeing that, so pleas...I will be looking forward to seeing that, so please let me know when you do post it so I so I won't miss it.Doug Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18027574195522869708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post-879973818884157342014-12-10T06:33:10.712-05:002014-12-10T06:33:10.712-05:00I shall post for you on my blog a photo of a well ...I shall post for you on my blog a photo of a well spun spider web Doug. <br /><br />I've been and still do wonder. I remember after a critical hospitalization coming home barely able to walk, so I crawled. On my first day home I did too much. I crawled on my hands and knees, ever so slowly and painfully to our back corner garden to behold a forget-me-knot. Perfection. I cried. <br /><br />Of course, there is no perfection without wonder. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post-72179259417004583372014-12-09T18:40:19.855-05:002014-12-09T18:40:19.855-05:00I still recall being a child and spending hour upo...I still recall being a child and spending hour upon hour out of doors. I would lie on my back in the grass during summer, and I would just look into the sky, and watch the wind blow the clouds around. I gazed at the constellations. I ogled the odd jet or low flying birds, barely visible in the darkness. I remember being both frightened and fascinated by the praying mantis and the devil's horse. I recall summer evenings spent chasing fire flies, catching them briefly to watch them light up in my hand, and then letting them go. The world was like one long fantasy show. Rain spatters were dancing frogs. All animals were anthropomorphic critters who could be communicated with. Oh yeah: and I was never going to grow old -because life was enchanted and magic was real. I'm suggesting that "unweaving the rainbow" isn't always what its cracked up to be. Doug Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18027574195522869708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post-6374366542498827692014-12-09T09:23:25.722-05:002014-12-09T09:23:25.722-05:00"Educated out", I know what you mean. An..."Educated out", I know what you mean. And it's by us adults who had it educated out of us by the adults in our life. I remember as a young girl telling my dad what I wanted to be (a singer, actress, something like that) and his response was to tell me to be more practical. I understand what he was trying to do, but that always stuck with me. Kids are told to reach for the stars, follow your dreams when very little an then it seems at a certain age, the grown ups around you are all like jk, really, what is your JOB going to be? <br /><br /><br />Kids are all fulll of wonder and yet lack the wisdom. Adults have the wisdom but are lacking the wonder. <br /><br /><br />We need to get the two together :)Alicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00380432930727921469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post-89191780239763508332014-12-09T06:14:00.093-05:002014-12-09T06:14:00.093-05:00I'm taking estimates of my options now.
As fo...I'm taking estimates of my options now.<br /><br />As for your dog story, you touch on something that has intrigued me forever. I suspect that animals -without the "burden" of our larger, more complex minds - are closer to the interconnectedness of everything. In fact, I think as children we were closer to the source. It gets "educated out" of most of us. And few things astound me more than a well-spun spider's web ... and to think there are no schools for web-spinning! Doug Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18027574195522869708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post-34232357088124062092014-12-09T05:49:10.542-05:002014-12-09T05:49:10.542-05:00What about having them cut down low enough so that...What about having them cut down low enough so that if any fall they won't hit you or land on your house? That is, leave the stumps higher than usual? Would that be cheaper to do?<br /><br />I may have shared this story along the way, but the clouds were darkening slowly and the neighbours dog was barking constantly. The darker the clouds, the more intense the barking. The owners of the dog couldn't figure it out. I mentioned that we should listen to the dog, it knows bad weather is near. We all went inside. Shortly we were hit with a terrible storm and lightening struck the neighbourhood, frying a few computers and t.v.'s, the owners were two of the neighbours hit. <br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post-56457979006571485292014-12-08T17:14:52.238-05:002014-12-08T17:14:52.238-05:00I have pondered the nature of time especially beca...I have pondered the nature of time especially because of premonitions ... and you know what? I don't know what to make of it. Rest assured I an am already taking estimates before something can happen. The problem there is that I can't afford to have every tree removed, so I'm still gonna rest somewhat uneasily now. Doug Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18027574195522869708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-775318177583314135.post-91494810517559719482014-12-08T08:59:21.909-05:002014-12-08T08:59:21.909-05:00Very strange. This kind of thing makes me wonder a...Very strange. This kind of thing makes me wonder about the nature of time and how we perceive it. It's kind of like the opposite of deja vu. Maybe time isn't linear and sometimes we get a glimpse of that.<br /><br />I'm glad there was no damage to your house.Alicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00380432930727921469noreply@blogger.com