The Wall

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“What a dear old wall that is that runs along by the river there! I never pass it without feeling better for the sight of it. Such a mellow, bright, sweet old wall; what a charming picture it would make, with the lichen creeping here, and the moss growing there, a shy young vine peeping over the top at this spot, to see what is going on upon the busy river, and the sober old ivy clustering a little farther down! There are fifty shades and tints and hues in every ten yards of that old wall. . . . It looks so peaceful and so quiet, and it is such a dear old place to ramble round in the early morning before many people are about.” Jerome K. Jerome, “Three Men In A Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog)” Ch. 6 (1889)

Update

First, let me say “thank you for your patience.” My work schedule has not been kind and my health is not what it once was. I am obviously not writing as much but hope to get that machine running again soon. I’ll get to the health stuff another time. I’m just getting old, that’s all. 

Second, though I’m working, I’ve not stopped filling out applications, trying to re-enter higher education. Something promising is on the horizon, but time will tell. 


Third, I get my hearing aids next week. 30% hearing loss in both ears. Tinnitus never stops. I blame the Foo Fighters concert I went to a few years back (was near deaf for 3 days). Actually, it’s hereditary, so now it’s my time. Speaking of hereditary, I still have all my hair to the envy of my dad and uncle. 


I have a project I’ve been working on, but I’ll share that in another post.

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