Not the First Time

Yesterday some brazen criminals road vehicles up my drive and over much of my property. I was here but did not see or hear them. I may be getting too old to defend my property.

They not only did not care about "break the crust, raise the dust,"
but also did not care about the sanctity of a man's home, or the laws of criminal trespass.

I can finish my fence and put in gates and probably will. When I do I will be less of a generous neighbor. I also will find it difficult to receive visitors or UPS, USPS, or FedEx deliveries. How will firemen, police, or ambulance get in?

If I catch trespassers in the act,I may be motivate to use the strongest force available to me. If I find that there are those who cross my gates uninvited I will try to better arm myself.

A Healthy Housewife

Not many years ago this was a common picture.

Today she is pursuing a career or out working.

I wonder if she is smoking on the job.

I wonder how the children are.

Is that an anachronism on the counter?

I wonder if anachronism were available then.

Porto Alegre

It is beginning to feel like it is time for me to move less in the jostling, sounding, power of the world and more in the gentle tranquillity, the quiet reality, the silent energy, the beautiful calm of a deep inner undrstanding. Getting old, I guess. It is certain that this 71 year old doesn't have the energy and strength of that 31 year old I was.

I'm in the great city of Porto Allegre and thinking of home. Yes, the history, luxury, industry, trade, sea, cattle, Woody Woodpecker, and general great birdng of this part of Brazil seem less attactive than does my desert home.

Let's see, what have I learned recently, Uruguayans like wiskey, cows, and off track beting. Brazilians like Woody the Woodpecker.

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