A brief look at myself
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Advanced age brings a certain privilege of
commentary. Whether these are sage words of an old man, or ramblings of
an old fool ... are left to the reader. This is my work in progress of
stories, poetry (mine and also some of Wilfred Owen and Robert Service),
commentary, and personal recollections.
The Altar in the Canyon
In the high desert plateau region of central
Utah there are deep canyons which once were home to an ancient culture.
Perhaps more than faint memories and petroglyphs linger there; perhaps
there are the faint echoes of countless generations of spiritual
reverence for time and place.
Our 'Antique' Camper
Living here in the middle of America's most scenic and
explorable geography, Spouse & Graybyrd realized (at long last) that we
needed a cabover camper for our ancient '82 Chevy diesel pickup. So (naturally) we acquired an ancient 9.5-ft cabover camper.
Pages devoted to two small boats: the Signet
20, an English-built sloop; and the West Wight Potter, an
English-inspired dinghy-rigged boat that proves the old adage, "the
smaller the boat, the more you will use her."
Penn Cove Odyssey
Mid-life brings restlessness (and sometimes
upheaval) to a man's life. I began a search to satisfy the longing for a
home and a life on and near the salt water, in the San Juan Island
archipelago region of Puget Sound, a region which I had briefly lived
and then sometimes visited as a young boy living in Washington State.Where is MistyWood?
Our dream of retirement to Whidbey Island
began with a long search that led us to buy a 3-acre patch of wooded
hillside overlooking the south edge of Penn Cove. To me, the atmosphere
of damp woodland, the whisper of breezes in the tall fir and alder
trees, and the understory of ferns, rhododendron shrubs, and
huckleberries standing in a carpet of forest duff and rotting logs, is
about as close to a perfect wild garden as one could hope for.
Ms. Graybyrd reminded her sometimes
impractical mate that a house might be a good thing, if one intended to
live out one's life on an island. So, another search led to our idea of
an island paradise: two acres of lawns, gardens, trees, a large pond,
and a house. Now we own pieces of the island on both the north and south
sides of Penn Cove.
Humanity is no simple physical creature with
a finite existence. Nor is man a singular entity. There are two sides
to every picture. Explore this brief introduction to a Faith that opens a
universe of knowledge to our curious minds.
Revised 9 Feb 2010 © Graybyrd