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Notes to Nowhere   page 1                 
 6-16 / 6-15 / 6-14 / 6-13     2006

 ten days of notes on three pages
 from June 13 through June 22 in 2006

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Friday  2006-06-16

Note 1
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A quiet day,
it led me back to thinking about
the name of Loren Webster's site.
My memory first telling me it was a
line by Theodore Roethke.
So, I succumbed,
and went back to his site
to find out.
It is.
On Roethke page 
I found the poem
and Loren's comments on it.
I then sent an email to him.
Everyone should read
"In a Dark Time",
especially on a quiet day.
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Note 2
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Perhaps it will rain a little.
Enough clouds
have been jouncing about,
and the wind is up,
flapping the leaves.
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If you are gentle,
stay that way.
Each of us wil be better for it.
Sure wish I could be gentle,
particularly with myself.
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Note 3
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Today's Wheels meal
reverted to being
Mickey D's double cheeseburger
& Little Debbie cherry pie.
The driver had been shorted again
on meals he needed,
and I am his final recipient.

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Thursday 2006-06-15

Note 1
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Thank You, Lord.
The yard waste collectors
did/ take/
my black bag of waste.
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One can never be sure
what either the waste
(or the/ regular-garbage)
collectors might do.
My roadside deposits
have been skipped
several times.
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Note 2
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Today has been a day
of interruptions,
and of changes.
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At one point,
when I was about
to log in/ to my
ThirdAge home page,
Microsoft's Download Site
for security updates
popped into view.
So I closed my "mhp" window
and downloaded IE 6.
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After that was done, and I had
restarted my computer, and was
about to log back onto AOL,
my Meals-on-Wheels lunch
arrived.  So I closed my
Thinking Lizard log-in screen
and shut down/ again.
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Note 3
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Had a phone conversation with
this community's manager/
about several things, and
found out a contractor had
offered a million dollars
for this property because
that contractor wanted to
put a strip mall on it.

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Wednesday 2006-06-14

Note 1
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Before I arose this morning,
a moderately heavy swatch of rain
coursed through in a band
of clouds--after-effects of the
now far NNE once-tropical storm
Alberto, which had made landfall
NNW of here in Taylor County
early on Tuesday.  More rain is
likely later today.  Yesterday
the winds were often gusty.
Still the worst gust we had
here at Candlelight Estates
occurred on Saturday.  It
caused a mini-swirl of dirt and dust
strongenough to make a
wandering black cat race home,
and a squirrel
(near that home)
scamper across the road
between there and here
and onto the occupied lot 
east of mine.
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Note 2
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There is a web of about 12 inches
which begins from the handle of
my garbage bin, and ends against
my garbage bin.  In the middle of
this web is a slender light tan
spider with long legs which have
an alternating white black pattern.
An entomologist at UF with whom I
had a short phone conversation
this afternoon said he thought he
knew what kind of orb weaver it is,
but that it likely is--due to the
time of year--a young one.  Since
orb weavers are beneficial, he
suggested letting it be, saying
that if I broke the web when I
next moved my bin/ the spider
would find another place to build.
So far all that spider is catching
are the sweet-smelling "flowerets"
falling from the Chinese Tallow
to the right of my front stairs.
I did see a wee almost-white moth
flutter between the web and bin,
but it managed to pass/ without
fluttering into the web.
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Note 3
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Spent a long while/ later this afternoon
clearing fallen twigs and one six-foot
cedar branch from my lot.  I had to get
my not-so-good saw out to cut the branch
into sections small enough to fit into
a construction-strength garbage bag
I had gotten from this mobile home community's
manager.  Mostly, though, I used my left foot
and my gloved hands to make that branch and 
many of the twigs I had gathered/ short
enough.  I didn't get back into my place
until after 6pm.  Of course, it didn't help
that I had trouble knotting the bag shut.

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Tuesday 2006-06-13

Note 1
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I am a 65-years-gone Gay,
and I am depressed; but
I am not depressed/
because I am Gay.
One is as one is.
Only a masochist/
would choose to be Gay.
The reasons I am depressed
have to do with/
various weathers, and
because I do not wish/
to let you know/
which weathers they are.
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Note 2
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Here I am/ in Gainesville, Florida;
and who knows why.  I am a lonely hermit,
but I've always been lonely.
Only in/ recent years
have I been a hermit; and,
actually, most of the time
I prefer to be.
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Note 3
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Words, numbers, lucid dreams
inhabit my spirit.  If I am
anything, I am one who persists,
andit does notmatter
if what I persist at/
is all for naught.
When an insight
lights up my mind,
I--usually--attend to it.


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Brian A. J. Salchert