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A thing of beauty is a joy forever. John Keats Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing. Camille Pissaro The “mundane” and beautiful “ordinary” th...


I can hardly believe it. We’re having a relatively mild and wet summer. Yesterday was July 7 and it was only 86 degrees with a heat index of 98, whereas normally in our coastal South Carolina...


This entry is a continuation and expansion of thoughts presented in my previous essay. What triggered all this was the recent astronomically high, record-shattering temperatures in the West and...


It’s freakishly hot in the Northwest. All-time high temperature records are being annihilated. 116 degrees in Portland. 121 in central British Columbia. Reservoirs behind dams in the West ar...


The following is one of the most beautiful and moving stories I’ve ever watched on YouTube. To me, it sums up what it means to be fully human and to surmount, with the love and support of anothe...


About once a week now since I’ve started back shopping, I’ve had a craving for fried chicken tenders from the deli at the grocery store I go to a lot. In fact, I’ve been going to this same store...


A very curious thing happened to me today as I was going through some of my father’s papers and documents in a box in a closet that I never cared to go in. I had let the door be gradually barri...


It’s been many years since I read Eckhart Tolle’s revolutionary book The Power of Now. Those words have stayed with me as a powerful memory since the book first came out 24 years ago. But onl...


I found it: Nostalgia Road: The place to go for all my 50s through 80s nostalgia needs. This site is amazing, and it keeps adding new videos about iconic and very familiar pop culture institut...


The more I and millions of others around the world listen to the Kazakh singer Dimash Qudaibergen, the more we think his six-octave range and, at certain moments angelic voice, are not human capa...


This week summer truly arrived in the South Carolina Lowcountry. The heat index got to the mid 90s the past couple of days; I heard the first tentative sounds of annual cicadas in the trees in t...


Longing to be elsewhere, our minds settle on the belief that the current moment is never enough, we’re not enough, or we can’t do enough, it’s all so empty. The problem with this kind of thinking...


It’s time to start taking UFOs, or as they’re called now, UAPs (Unidentified Aerial Phenomena) seriously. I’ve been interested in this subject since I was a teenager growing up in New Orleans in ...


It wasn’t just that I could die. It’s that I probably would. In my head, I had this idea that once I got to be about 70 years old, I would be ready to die. That was how old my dad was when he di...


This past month has felt like eternal Spring. The air is mild, if not cool; the skies bright with puffy clouds; flowers perfume the air and delight the senses with their rich colors; the sunsets ...


Lately I’ve been very excited about learning new things every day; reading the most thought-provoking books I can imagine; immersing myself in educational, philosophical and metaphysical YouTube...


(Another in a series of startling and amazing finds on YouTube) I’ve been looking for the perfect fortress to retreat to as climate change chaos begins and our “civilization” continues to crumble...


I’m one of those people who, when they see a patch of clover, more often than not will head over to it and begin looking for that rarest little emerald of a plant jewel, the four-leaf clover. ...


I am alone in a place that is utterly familiar. The same physical surroundings, but tonight another reality, a different awareness. To try to describe it is to pretend that it is just as I have s...


For years I’ve taken walks at a nearby city park that is a quite an astonishing and magical place. It has towering old oaks and magnolia trees, an abundance of azaleas and camellias and floweri...


(Note: This is the follow-up to a poem I wrote 22 years ago. See the previous entry for that poem) I Growing old is not something That time should allow Because we age in our bodies But not in...


The following poem was written in 1999 and posted at Open Diary when I was 48. Since I’ve recently turned 70, I’ve been thinking a lot about the issues raised in this poem, composed so long ago...


The infinite YouTube Rabbit Hole collection led me on yet another trip into the weird and wonderful world of the animal kingdom the other day, and I’m still shaking my head in disbelief. Long lon...


Prince Philip It’s a sad time for the people of the UK. The royal family’s patriarch, Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, has died at 99. One could say that was a good, long life. He was the lon...


There is nothing quite so beautiful as our gardens at the height of Spring bloom. Here in Charleston, an old and historic city of countless carefully tended ornamental gardens, that peak is now....


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