Archive for April, 2019

I’m late. Or am I?  Earth Day.

In 1970 I taught my first Earth Day lesson to my third graders: Hug a Tree, Reduce-Reuse-Recycle, Save the Whales, Endear the Endangered.

No, not all of that in one day. I did have a 400-year career.

But, what have we learned?

Since then I have collected and used cloth shopping bags, composted, and created numerous elementary school bulletin boards.; such as, Litter Hurts. Do you remember that campaign on TV with the crying Native American? That one always got me.

So, where are we now? Is there an achievement test for my curriculum? Is the Pacific Plastic Patch smaller than Texas, yet? Are single-use plastics disappearing? On NPR yesterday, I read this headline: “Philippine’s President Duterte Talks Trash to Canada, Threatening War Over Trash”. Evidently, there are shipping containers in the Manilla harbor thought to be filled with plastics for recycling. Instead it’s a wicked mixture of household trash; including diapers. “Prepare to Celebrate”, cried Duterte, “because your garbage is coming home.” Yes, dear readers, he plans to send it back.

Wars over trash !?!  What next!?!  So, no, we have not learned ……..

ENOUGH! 

 

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Turn Right, Occasionally

Oh, I’m still walking, so walk with me, but usually turn left. However, I’m in love with a sailor and today I need to turn right. He needs my help in “Stepping the Mast” and in order to get to this particular mast I need to turn right. Just Today, I promise.

I get nightmares about stepping the mast. Yes, it involves little effort on my part. Some heavy lifting and then a tricky little circular “pin” has to be place just so. I dread dropping the pin and then there’s an “AOC-in-the-Oval Office” moment, that kind of tension. Fortunately, I’ll be driving to the mast spot, not voting, when I turn right.

My WIP is truly in progress, finally. Hudson and Symth, Booksellers is slowly shaping into a series of point-of-views  in 1919 London. I’ll post more information later, but I wanted to give you time to wallow in the title. Yes, the y is placed correctly. 

Now, a thought concerning my search for an agent.

Done.

Next, world news…

No, I best not. Although, I am greatly concerned about the souls south of our border trying to migrate north. Their reasons are survival and future contentment. Who are we to say no? What arrogance breeds among some of our “representatives”! I am thankful my ancestors migrated here long before those folks were elected.

By the way: I admire Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (AOC) and her courage and I wish her well.

What am I reading? Since I learn to strengthen my writing by reading, I am re-reading a few of my favorite authors. At the moment I’m learning from Deanna Raybourn’s Silent in the Grave. Her hero is huggable, much like my sailor.

Enough!

 

 

 

 

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