The first thing I put on when getting dressed to fight...

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Some of my readers will know none of what I am about to speak, so I will do my best to explain as I go along.

About 15 years ago, I joined a (mostly) medieval organization called the Society for Creative Anachronism. For those that have heard of it and think poorly, I can assure you I am not casting Magic Missile spells in the park on weekends. For ( Read more... )

It's a nice - if extremely windy - day today, and the boy and I have just finished flying a kite in the park. There's a playground here, and he's playing on it with one other kid while I sit on a bench, typing this.

"Daddy, I want to be friends with that girl, but she won't play with me."

Yeah, that never gets any easier, son.

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One more day when time is running out for everyone,
Like a breath I knew would come, I reach for a new day.

Hope is my philosophy; just needs days in which to be.
Love of life means hope for me!

Born on a new day.

( You are the new day. )

Here is one of the shots I took yesterday...

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