PEACEFUL MIDDLE RIVER TRAIL
I’m impressed and somewhat worried by how much time some folks spend staring at those tiny squares and rectangles they carry around. It can lead, I believe, to external reality isolation, or ERI, a clinical diagnosis, I just invented.
MIDDLE RIVER'S BEAUTY
For example, one morning I was cycling up a hill. Up ahead I saw a woman walking down the hill. She had a beautiful husky type dog on the end of a leash.
As I approached her I made sure my bike was set at an easy gear so she wouldn’t hear me huffing and puffing and looking and acting like an old white-haired guy.
As I approached her I made sure my bike was set at an easy gear so she wouldn’t hear me huffing and puffing and looking and acting like an old white-haired guy.
SPOTTED SANDPIPER
SPOTTED SANDPIPER IN FLIGHT
Her dog saw me and began to curve his trajectory towards me. The woman kept on a straight line. The dog was now pulling. The woman kept walking in a straight line. The dog kept pulling as he attempted to greet me and sniff me out. The woman was now trying to yank her dog back as she stared and stared some more into her gadget.
ME WITH RELIGIOUS FRIENDS
However, she finally looked up. External stimulation had broken through.
I said, “Good morning.”
The woman said, “Good morning.”
Then I passed her and now she was behind me. Once more in her straight line, heads down gait.
I said, “Good morning.”
The woman said, “Good morning.”
Then I passed her and now she was behind me. Once more in her straight line, heads down gait.
COMING IN FOR LANDING
“When you enter this church, it may be possible that you hear the call of God. However, it is unlikely that He will call you on your mobile.
Thank-you for turning off your phones. If you want to talk to God, enter, choose a quiet place to talk to Him. If you want to see Him send Him a text while driving.”
POSTER FOUND IN A CHURCH IN FRANCE—(TRANSLATED)
Thank-you for turning off your phones. If you want to talk to God, enter, choose a quiet place to talk to Him. If you want to see Him send Him a text while driving.”
POSTER FOUND IN A CHURCH IN FRANCE—(TRANSLATED)
SEAGULLS ON ROOF AT BEACH IN BELLE COTE
Here’s another cycling gadget disassociation incident that happened to me while I was cycling on an Ontario trail.
I saw a man and a little girl walking on the trail ahead of me. Of course, I was going faster than them, and soon caught up to the two walkers. I didn’t have a bell on my bike, so they didn’t hear me right away.
So, I coughed, hummed and hawed and finally the little girl turned around. The man didn’t, because his mind was rattling around in one of those magic instant pudding easy mix info bars.
“Daddy, daddy. There’s a man on a bike behind us.”
The man lifted his head. Turned his head. Saw me and said the appropriate greeting, “Hello,” and then dropped his head back into the comfort of the thing as he and the little girl moved to the side and let me pass.
I saw a man and a little girl walking on the trail ahead of me. Of course, I was going faster than them, and soon caught up to the two walkers. I didn’t have a bell on my bike, so they didn’t hear me right away.
So, I coughed, hummed and hawed and finally the little girl turned around. The man didn’t, because his mind was rattling around in one of those magic instant pudding easy mix info bars.
“Daddy, daddy. There’s a man on a bike behind us.”
The man lifted his head. Turned his head. Saw me and said the appropriate greeting, “Hello,” and then dropped his head back into the comfort of the thing as he and the little girl moved to the side and let me pass.
GEESE NEAR LAKE O"LAW
As I passed the man and the little girl, I said, “Thank-you.”
I heard one voice. One young, squeaky, little voice. “You’re welcome.”
The man said nigh a syllable. He was gone.
The world is lucky there aren’t more open manholes.
I heard one voice. One young, squeaky, little voice. “You’re welcome.”
The man said nigh a syllable. He was gone.
The world is lucky there aren’t more open manholes.
HIGH WIRE ACT OVER MIDDLE RIVER
There are a number of people who don’t believe in climate change. Even though ninety-nine out of one hundred scientists do.
Excuse me, I keep hearing my climate change denier frog croaking in discomfort. Fergie is finding his pond getting uncomfortably warm. However, he’s not moving because he believes it’s not really happening and he just wants to play his guitar in peace.
Excuse me, I keep hearing my climate change denier frog croaking in discomfort. Fergie is finding his pond getting uncomfortably warm. However, he’s not moving because he believes it’s not really happening and he just wants to play his guitar in peace.
THE PROVERBIAL CLIMATE DENYING FROG
Why do some people believe warnings from experts about their cars, their bodies, their houses, their gods, etc., but they won’t accept what is happening now, and is so obvious.
Yet, many of these same people go on long trips. They are, for example, fearless about going on a cruise. Willing to sit on the deck in a cozy lawn chair with a good book or those info boxes I was talking about earlier.
Yet, many of these same people go on long trips. They are, for example, fearless about going on a cruise. Willing to sit on the deck in a cozy lawn chair with a good book or those info boxes I was talking about earlier.
SEAGULL IN BELLE COTE
At some point, I’m sure they will look out at the ocean. Watch as the ship approaches the curve on the earth’s horizon which, amazingly, always moves a little further back as the ship moves ever forward.
BEACH IN BELLE COTE
And these unworried passengers, who might be smelling a faint odour of forest fire smoke from the unprecedented fires that are happening in the Arctic, won’t worry a smidgeon about their cruise ship going ass over kettle off the edge of the earth.
Croak, croak.
“Error is a hardy plant: It flourisheth in every soil.”
Martin Farquhar Tipper
Croak, croak.
“Error is a hardy plant: It flourisheth in every soil.”
Martin Farquhar Tipper
