Oh how I loved that landscape! I filled the South Downs up with all my yearnings and dreams and anxieties, and then went off to have a completely different life than I’d imagined and feared. I guess my vision wasn’t entirely clear!
The "if you want to make God laugh, tell him/her/it/them your plans" phenomenon. My plan didn't happen, but life did. Still happening! [checks pulse anxiously]
That’s 43.83 years of journaling. You were barely out of the crib when you started. Curious. Just wondering how many beers you had before relieving yourself in such a life-threatening way….
eeewwww does come to the forefront. If only the preying mantises would show up earlier in the season. They only get the stragglers!
We need to engineer early arrival mantises.
An awesome exploration of my local landscape! Super!
Oh how I loved that landscape! I filled the South Downs up with all my yearnings and dreams and anxieties, and then went off to have a completely different life than I’d imagined and feared. I guess my vision wasn’t entirely clear!
Well, that vision still very much counted, Peter, and had an enduring influence on what came after!
The "if you want to make God laugh, tell him/her/it/them your plans" phenomenon. My plan didn't happen, but life did. Still happening! [checks pulse anxiously]
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I can envision this story. Maybe a PBS series in the works. Delightful!
My father-in-law is always looking for short story collections, so I just ordered a copy of "The Thurber Carnival." Thank you for the recommendation!
Beautifully done! But, one mystery remains. What's Thurber having for dinner?
Whatever he wants!
Alfred? Really? That's a low blow.
That’s 43.83 years of journaling. You were barely out of the crib when you started. Curious. Just wondering how many beers you had before relieving yourself in such a life-threatening way….