Parents of toddlers: does this tell a story?
Lord and Master of all he surveys (and flies over)
Even in the most mundane of moments, the world creates great art, like a few dewdrops mixing in with some oil drops on a parking lot.
With a coffee mug, a AA battery, and a spoon, you can make your own burglar alarm for when you're bunking out in a third-rate hotel with questionable security.
Those of us willing to stay up until 0-dark-thirty are being rewarded with spectacular views of the Aurora Borealis these days, and the rest of us watch it on the morning news. It's really something to see the sun's energy particles colliding with the earth's atmospheric gas molecules.
After a few years, people got bored seeing dolphins leaping through fiery rings. Now the aquacade stands sit vacant, and the dolphins sit backstage looking for new jobs.
It started with one volunteer sapling at the base of the silo, and now, there's natural tree art decorating the silage.
In Texas, where they pride themselves on promoting small government not bothering people with the minutiae of rules and regulations, it has been decreed that towns wishing to salute native son Buddy Holly with silhouettes of his signatures horn-rim eyeglasses must pave over something this joyful and respectful because rules are rules, damn it.
I cannot pass by a picture of a dilapidated old reddish gray barn. This one is in Colorado.
Well, sir, you talk about a dream band! Here's Jimi Hendrix, Keith Moon, Elvis, Bob Dylan and John Lennon. I'm spending the rest of the morning dreaming about how great they would have sounded!
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