You know how, in musicals… things swell to a point where the characters have no choice, are so overcome with the moment that they break out into song? That’s pretty much what is happening for bunnies, except that they just leap up into the air.
It’s a joyous thing to see, because it’s a direct indicator that the bunny rabbit happy, excited, perhaps both. It’s an expression of joy, and not something they do unless they’re really having a good time.
With the warmer days, the snow is finally disappearing. Almost.
Winter always leaves, reluctantly.
“Paul said to Peter, ‘You got to rock yourself a little harder
Pretend the dove from above is a dragon and your feet are on fire'”
An interesting side note: as I was taking this photo, I looked around and realized I was totally alone. No one else was in the train car with me, and it was a bit surreal.
“Wherever Reverend Jackson went, particularly if it was large areas (if it was a convention hall, hotel, or large space)… he gravitated to the least of these.
And so he’d also say to me: ‘You know, you have to pay attention to the people… who shower after work. There are those that shower before work, and there are those that shower after work. And *those* are the people that keep this country running.'”
About twenty three years ago, my friend Alex and I were in Chinatown. And he said someting that made me think about this blog in a completely different way. He mentioned that I was in the unique position to evaluate every day from the previous year, and to determine which days were good, and which days were bad.
And in the spirit of that conversation, I’ve been tracking my Ten Best Days, since 2003.
Mid-week, I got a text from my sister inviting us out for a dinner on Valentine’s Day. They were trekking in town with Jasmine and Jahnu, as well as my folks. And they were all meeting up with Nathaniel’s brother and dad.
Fast forward to today: we’re at Animal Care League, where our friend and Bunny Expert Liz Rench works. Today, he’s set up to meet two potential bunnies: Penny and LadyFred.
“My mother kept a chest of letters
my father sent me from prison.
She didn’t let me see them
until I was old enough to read
profanity.”
Here’s something interesting I haven’t shared: I’ve been losing my hair, lately. Like, a significant amount of it.
So there are a few things I know and acknowledge. I’m getting older. I’m in my 50’s. And yes, I’m gradually losing my hair in the way that all men who get older lose their hair.
But this is something different.
View from my seat, sitting around waiting for the doctor at a dermatology appointment. Naturally, I got bored, and started looking around.
While the coughing was a constant, it took me a while to recognize other symptoms. Towards the middle of the day, I kept asking myself “Do I have a fever? It kind of feels like a fever. Maybe I have a fever.”
YouTuber Dami Lee discusses a theory from Huni Choi, about how the the pyramids were constructed. As a paraphrase, the theory essentially states that the pyramids were not built… but rather un-built.
While it sits naturally on its side (like a depressed teenager), it gets even funnier when you need to charge this thing up. Its battery is surprisingly good, as this is the first time I needed to plug it in, since Christmas.
“I’m not a bird with a broken wing
I just felt like walking for a while
Such a shame to race through a pretty night”