TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)1

(Old joke*) *Tenure on planet required to appreciate it.

Before we go any further, allow me to state what everyone who comes here, more than twice2 knows both consciously and intuitively, i.e. stream of consciousness is the preferred style of communicating thoughts, acts and emotions, here at the Doctrine. One might, of course, argue that this simply represents an inability to organize thoughts in a logical and reasonable3 order, eschewing skilled presentation for the high-volume excitement of the random expression of thoughts and feelings that often sound bigger and more substantial than they are, after the smoke clears, the parenthesis are counted and majority of the ‘what the?!!’s are swept up and put in a bag.4
Or it’s simply fun. Fun in a (potentially) risky way. While it might be argued that effective writing must entail focus, discipline and attention to detail, it is also a relatively non-disputed fact that what ends up ‘on paper’ (both content and form) is a reflection of the writer’s personal worldview.5

So, lets all welcome our hostina, Josie Two Shoes who went off searchin for Dan’l Boone, (or Elvis or the Lost Chord*). Her work and the positive energy that she imbues  this here bloghop here with each week is a remarkable thing indeed.

1) I am grateful for html, at least the yellow plastic shovel and blue pail level of code exhibited here today.

2) Una always makes the list. Why would she not?

3) Phyllis is right up there too, competing with a certain Chodský pes and whatever frozen-for-a-moment kaleidoscopic view of the world I am afflicted by as I type.

4) the Wakefield Doctrine, the reason in general: well, because; in particular (this week): those superscripted citations above.**

5) photo

Una on the Couch
(Warning! Weird photo description ahead)
This is Una lying in the loveseat that sits in front of the picture window that, in turns looks down on the driveway as it recedes from the house, intent on connecting us to the neighborhood street and the real world beyond.
Una is doing that ‘lying down upright’ thing that dogs do. Back legs tucked under stomach, back curved to the side, head resting on her right foreleg, her left foreleg next to her head. Everything is at an angle facing to the slight left of the camera lens so as Una glances at me, you see her eyes purely by virtue of the white, sideways crescent, as she focuses on my, to her left.) She is black with white-black positive contours as a result of the light from the window (which is out of frame). The couch is a milk chocolate brown and there is a butterscotch-colored quilt on the back of the love seat, water falling behind her.
If I was a food guy I’d have the vocabulary for the chocolate butterscotch dessert items that some part of my brain is tapping upwards in subconscious morse code.

6) video

7) shoutout: Cynthia over at Intuitive and Spiritual (muy beneficial blog)  Zoe at ‘..uncharted’ (home of the Six Sentence Story and a certain canine with decidedly privateer inclinations)

8) Sunday Supplement (check back tomorrow!)

‘Have I mentioned that I derive an inordinate amount of pleasure from digging holes?’
No, seriously, I do! And, for any dirtaphiles, the earth that has been relocated is being put to good use, forming a more dog friendly approach to the bridge and adding to the width of the path to Phyllis’ tree house.

9) Sunday Supplement (check back tomorrow!)

Sunflower To Be.

10) Secret Rule 1.3

Click Here…. join the activity. It’s the weekend, you got time.


1) no particular significance, other than it is the stub-toed, curtain-blown-back-for-just-the-right-second for a view of something new, of this week’s Post

2) in the early years when visits were the measure of reach rather than the number of comments, it was generally understood that, in this used-bookstore, peep-show, neighborhood garage of a virtual world, chance encounters were likely, repeat visits were far less common, much greater import.

3) sounds like any rogerian worldview you might have come across recently?

4) yes, this is referring to our scottian brethren

5) lest we forget, the Wakefield Doctrine maintains that we, all of us, while living in the personal reality of only one of the three worldviews, never lose the potential to perceive the world as do the other two.

*  album by the Moody Blues although the song below was not on that album

**  above here


clarkscottroger About clarkscottroger
Well, what exactly do you want to know? Whether I am a clark or a scott or roger? If you have to ask, then you need to keep reading the Posts for two reasons: a)to get a clear enough understanding to be able to make the determination of which type I am and 2) to realize that by definition I am all three.* *which is true for you as well, all three...but mostly one


  1. Excellent post!
    Thank you for the bees :D
    And I am damned FRIST!

  2. Sageleaf says:

    Stream of consciousness. Must be a clark thing, because I am GUILTY as charged. lol.
    I always enjoy your lists and thankfuls. Totally enjoyed watching those bees FEAST on milk thistle. lol.
    And of course all the other things make me smile, too. A warm hello to Phyllis. She is so awesome. Got her card recently and well, she is just that more awesome. Please tell her I said so. Because…have I mentioned that she’s awesome?
    Well, I’m going to stream-of-consciousness my way to the kitchen for a little lunch! Happy Saturday!

    • phyllis says:

      Hello back, it was way cool having you folks stay with Clark, Denise and me in our magical forest/ suburban home.

      • Sageleaf says:

        It IS a home in a magical forest! Cool stuff! Thank you all again for all your awesomeness: for letting us stay, the company, the garden, the house, Una – I feel so honored. <3

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Thats where we feel most at home, no? Inside in that stream…granted the world (and people are in there with us) but there is none of apartness that is part of the ‘real’ world.

  3. Anyone who has read my blogs is well aware that stream of consciousness is my much preferred method of madness. While I am surely capable of presenting an organized composition, it’s just not nearly as much fun as when I let my mind wander (some have argued that I did this once and it has not returned). I can go from an intensely serious or personal item of thankfulness to a minute detail of my week that made me smile, from the sacred to the silly, and all of that is me. I speak much in the same way I write, with my thoughts tumbling out in a chaotic manner while I’m already moving ahead to yet another. It can be challenging to make sense of, and yet when I come here I do see continuity and comfortable transition/connection of your thankfuls, all of which make up the world of Clark… and Phyllis… and Una. How I love Una’s little comma eyebrows! :-)
    I also enjoy the ability to play with html in very basic form, it is a challenge to make something show up properly and l love challenges. But of course I can’t be troubled to take it to the next level of proficiency, I’d rather scramble it together. :-) I also find that more and more I see myself within the Doctrine framework and it helps me to understand my world and identify my place with in it better. It fits rather comfortably most often. Your bees video is awesome… such amazing and essential creatures! I adore Cynthia and our beloved Zoe too, they are most surely the wise ones among us, and they are great fun!

    I’ll be back in the next day or two to see what you’ve added for 8 and 9, I rather like this concept of a little bit more, kind of like saving dessert for a little later when it can be most appreciated! Have a great weekend Clark, it is a pleasure to meet up with you here each week! :-)

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      The post editor in this site provides visual and text view, so I went in and saw what the code was (was barely familiar with html before that)…
      this SOC is only really enjoyable when there is an attitude and atmosphere of good intent and open minds and the enjoyment of playing with ideas and such, thank you for your efforts keeping this bloghop just such a place each week.

  4. teachezwell says:

    I’ve missed your streams of consciousness (roger that) and am glad to have my toes and ankles and knees thoroughly soaked (good thing I pulled off my socks and shoes and rolled up my pants). I am also pleased that there is a bee in your world. I saw a bee around here this summer but it was a loner, kinda like yours. Una is one of the best parts of your thankfulness, and I’d love to pet her soft face. She does sink pretty far into that butterscotch dream couch so I wonder if she is heftier than she looks or if that couch is made of actual toffee or something. Looking forward to the missing items on your list and may shamelessly copy that idea as I never can get through a list of ten without endless hair pulling,

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Not as many as I seem to recall not all that long ago…
      …and that is her couch, lol she is small enough that she can sorta sit on the top of the back of the couch and look out the window. squirrels and other wildlife to be on guard for.
      entirely welcome… I like the add to on Sunday approach. and…and! there is always Secret Rule 1.3 (from the Book of Secret Rules, aka the Secret Book of Rules) that allows getting to number 9 to be a valid item to be grateful for…. therefore lol

  5. 15andmeowing says:

    Nice list of thankfuls. I think it is great that Una makes the list every time :) My kitties always make mine.

  6. Kristi says:

    That is quite the hole! When our kids were younger, we designated a part of the yard as the digging hole, so that they could dig to their hearts’ content. I think that if any of the kids had had your proclivity for digging, we might have been able to put in a swimming pool!

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      lol very cool to have a digging hole. great exercise (not just digging but the wheel barrow trips from the hole to where I need the dirt.) it (the digging) is a major reason for moving my number through the last month or so. Unfortunately, I’m tied to the warm weather (for this kind of exercise).

  7. herheadache says:

    Holes and bridges and treehouses…oh my !

    I am a big big fan of soc writing, as my often Saturday blog posts historically show. Organization has its place, but I love the spontaneous.

    My dog has a couch he loves and takes residence on often, though not as delicious sounding, from what I remember of its colour.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      cool, no?
      the hole is one of those quirky things in my reality (I know, one? …lol) The thing is I enjoying digging holes. I did not do a full description but the hole is actually more a trench. There is a rise of land on the property with a good amount of separation between the larger trees. So, from the path on one side you would walk about 10 feet in a rise of about 4 feet (from the path) a flat top of about 4 feet and then a down slope of about ten feet. I started digging on the far downslope and went down about 4 feet. The trench is only about 4 or 5 feet wide. There are roots that cross the space of the hole. Like cables strung between buildings on sticky from the tree sap (there are pine trees all around).
      The top 4 inches is a very tough root mat (which is dirt held in place by fine roots in a tight weave.) Once through that, the digging becomes quite enjoyable. The ‘dirt’ is sand and gravel, few rocks and no boulders.
      I would dig out the side walls which then falls inward to the bottom of the trench and I would shovel it up to the wheelbarrow on the undisturbed ground, about at head level as I stood on the trench.
      Fill up the wheelbarrow, wheel it to where it was needed, dump and return and repeat.
      The wheelbarrow is pretty cool. It metal and it is old. Phyllis’s father gave it to us when we got the house. It was old then. We really appreciated it because… well, that digging thing. Now, though it is very old. The barrow is metal and has small holes from age and metal fatigue but it holds dirt. The single wheel turns and it rolls along. Like some of us, when I first start, the wheel squeaks and kinda groans and I go slow. Eventually it stops making noise and seems to remember being new.

  8. Pat B says:

    Your description of Una on the sofa made me wish I had something chocolate in the house.
    That soil you are digging looks like it might be a little easier to dig than the red clay we have. If it is a hard soil, I am super impressed, especially if this was all done by using just a regular shovel. Do you write in your head as you dig? The hole might represent many chapters worth. :-)

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      I know what you mean (about clay) there is clay (as the top layer) in other parts of the property, in the yard where the garden is, for example. Quite difficult digging. Fortunately, once I get through the root mat (the top 4 inches or so) it’s gravel into sand (yellow and then white… the yellow has some cohesion, the white is almost beach sand. Very easy digging.
      Funny you should say that (about writing and digging), no I don’t. I do when I drive but not when I dig. It’s an interesting question i.e. different states of mind doing different ‘repetitive tasks’. My approach to writing is to ‘daydream’ a scene. Picture in as much detail as possible, like a daydream. Digging is something else. It is pleasurable on a level that kinda eludes me. It’s proper physical activity, and it probably the closest I come to ‘not thinking’, or perhaps better to call it ‘being caught up in the physical activity’. huh… interesting idea that, what is my state of mind. Now the non-digging exercise, walking the wheelbarrow to it’s destination and returning is another matter. That is my favorite (and un-surprisingly most effective) physical exercise. Full work out. I tend to try and blank my mind and letter everything find it’s proper place as I walk with the full wheelbarrow and return with the empty wheelbarrow.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:


      To follow up on my response re: digging, writing and states of mind (now a couple of days later… you do know that I’m a clark, right? lol) in any event. I found a way to characterize my state of mind while digging, vis a vis doing anything else mentally/creatively such as plotting stories… when I’m digging a hole it’s like reading a really good (engrossing) book or even, having a conversation that involves you so much that the passage of time becomes irrelevant. Thats kind of what its like to dig a hole.

  9. That is quite the hole you’ve dug yourself into there, Clark! You’ll have to show us the results of where you’ve been transplanting all that dirt. You aren’t planning to bury any bodies, are you??

    I love sunflowers, and it looks like this one is doing wonderfully, i envision roasted seeds in your future!