The space where everything happens . . .
Saturday, October 25, 2025, It's the Satyr's day . . . Easterlies bring more rain to TulseyTown today. Forecasts indicate the rain event to begin moderating from today's 100% into the 20% range by Sunday afternoon.
Who's next? You? Me? A neighbor? – Robert Reich, Trump's Illegal Executions, online 10/24/25.
...for all the administration’s insistence that it can shape the world as it wants, it seems worried about the American people. – Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American.
You’ll be glad to know . . .
Today is the birthdate of Pablo Picasso, born in 1881 Malaga, Spain. And, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pablo_Picasso. And, the poet and scholar John Berryman was also born on this day, but in 1914 McAlester, Oklahoma. Barely a few hours drive from my front porch.
Here is the space is where everything happens. – Soren 2.0, 10.25.25
Today is the anniversary of the Battle of Agincourt in 1415. An English army, led by King Henry V, won the decisive battle of the Hundred Years’ War ongoing between the England and France. Estimates are that Henry's forces, outnumbered as many as ten to one, suffered 600 casualties to France's 6,000. Shakespeare immortalized Agincourt in his play Henry the Fifth which contained (among many) the now famous St. Crispin's Day speech.
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This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember’d;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
– from Henry V, Act IV, Scene III
Leaves are thinking about the ground . . .
Thursday, October 23, 2025. It's Freya's day . . . Rain, rain, and more rain. Up to 5 inches are indicated in the forecasts for TulseyTown. Likely, it'll be on/off/on today, tomorrow and easying to an end Sunday morning. Moderate to strong Southeasterlies maintain low 60's.
The fear of losing what you believe you own can drive an incessant search for the freedom you think is “out there,” wherever it is you are not.
Yesterday, Maria Popova celebrated the 19th anniversary of the first posting of what became her extraordinary online effort, The Marginalian.
It's not his house. It's your house. – Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American.
Reaction to the demolition is negative. The project is unlikely to be finished anytime soon. So who is it for?
Trump's power grab is headed for the Supreme Court. – Joyce Vance, Civil Discourse.
A new direction for the democratic party? – Robert Reich, The Mamdani Moment, online today, 10.24.25
By definition, those who could not make it in a merit-based system and who are dependent on the good will of an authoritarian leader have neither the skill nor the priorities to deliver good government for the country. An update from Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American.
Today is United Nations Day, the 80th anniversary of the establishing of the United Nations.
Song For Autumn
In the deep fall don't you imagine
the leaves think how comfortable
it will be to touch the earth …
And at evening especially,
the piled firewood shifts a little,
longing to be on its way.
– Mary Oliver, “Song For Autumn”, New and Selected Poems, Vol.2, Beacon Press, 2005.
Burning down the house . . .
Thursday, October 23, 2025. It's Thor's day . . . and forecasts for TulseyTown indicate increasing rain chances, slight today and likely overnight and into tomorrow when heavy rains are predicted. It looks to be a wet weekend. Until the clouds move in on moderate Easterlies, sunny skies prevail with near 80º this afternoon.
The easiest way to navigate The Way: recognize our shared humanity. Works best in silence.
Trump is tearing down your house. – Robert Reich, The Billionaire Ballroom, online 10.23.25
Today is the birth date of Johnny Carson. He was born in 1925, Corning, Iowa.
Corning. Iowa. Parlaying that into a silent synchronistic joke may have powered his career.
me: Johnny, where were you born?
Johnny: Corning.
me: You’re kidding.
Johnny: It’s in Iowa.
Maria Should Have Known Better
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To fall in love is craziness, but to break a heart is cruetly
Carrying on through love's upheavals? That takes a rare warrior.
You are a courtyard that could hold up an elephant;
I'm a crumbline wall of sand.
How can I resurrect it now –
this love I've had in all my past lives?
– Mirabai, “Maria Should Have Known Better,” translated from the Braj Bhasha by Chloe Martinez, in Poetry, November 2025.
“The closer you contemplate beginnings and endings, the more you begin to see that they are impossible.” – Norman Fischer