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Summer, a friend cherished for it’s boundless life and warmth, falters and falls behind. Even knowing it is the way of nature, one can’t help but to look back, hope becoming resignation to the turning of the seasons.
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Una is sitting on her haunches (that posture that seems to say, “You have hands? Big deal… betcha I’ll respond more positively to surprises than you and your hands”) in the lower left corner of the photo. If she were in front of you as you sat on your couch, her left foreleg would be pressing against your left shin.
Una is sitting on the globel-warming-green grass between me and my camera and her garden, in our backyard.
Her face is in profile, so there is the triangular black silhouette of her head and muzzle at the right top of the black rounded-triangle of her body. Her front legs are two sable uprights, twin fulcra to launch her into action should the need arise.
The upper half of the photo is a view of the garden. Nearest Una is the ‘A’ section of the garden where the celery still reach upward, desperate for salvation. Behind them are the stalks of corn that are still standing, the perfect symbol of New England autumn. They are collectively-angular and a lifeless light brown. They huddle together, clumps of the dying standing amid the flattened carpet of the dead that cover the formerly life-giving ground on either side. Very non-human, they are not malevolent as much as they are careless (devoid of the slightest sharing of feelings, the ultimate of unconcerned bystander). If God decided to kill all the angels in heaven, I believe the aftermath would look like this.
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Una, while sitting on the alert, has a cautious forward lean, that manages to convey a certain sadness at the scene behind her. Being a dog she does not regret the dying of the garden. Being a dog she accepts that the garden is now a different thing, a different place in her world.

I’m beginning to think that Summer is over. Not entirely because of the weather, which in the last week or two has been early-Septemberish in character. I’m beginning to think that Summer is over because it’s starting to get dark at, like, 3:00 pm (and we’re still on DST!). Given that our house is in the middle of a pine wood (photo below) which means our horizon is approximately 45 degrees up from ‘over there’, the sun sets early anyway. I suspect there is something more fundamental going on than mere temperature and light; the days are getting shorter. Doesn’t take a metaphysician to extrapolate that observation into something useful…to a clark. (lol)

‘The view from my writing place.’
This is a photo of squares and anti-squares. It is in landscape format. Filling the frame are two double-hung windows. Through and beyond the windows are pine trees.
The windows are comprised of four square panes of glass. We see that they are two windows because the dark wood that divides them on the vertical is twice as wide as the dark word that divides them on the horizontal. We recognize them as two windows because there are two white borders running from top-to-bottom on either side of these windows. These are white curtains. The innermost edge of the curtains show in silhouette like the decorative frosting around the top edge of a round cake.
In the lower left of the photo we see three-quarters of a square of my computer monitor. On the screen we can just make out the squares of the windows open on the display. It’s all about the squares with this here photo here.
It’s beyond the glass that we leave the land of squares and have to deal with anti-squares. The pine trees fill the scene from top to bottom, except for the far left, upper corner where white clouds against a blue sky shows due to the fact that the trees on that side of the scene, while just as tall, if not taller than the trees in the center and right, are farther away.
The telephone-pole trunks of the trees show as shy dark lines wherever the branches of green pine needles are not. Just when you think the branches are running on a horizontal, they bend upwards in tight clumps. Really kind of scottian trees. They grow very fast, they don’t go away in the winter, keeping green and rustlely in the middle of a damn blizzard and though they are taller than anything else around, they’re always having limbs break off. But even then, they don’t slow down, just keep growing.
lol…scottian trees.

Hey! Quick Grat Item… lets call it… Number 7 any scotts reading this should find a way to head south, even if only for a short visit. As a people, they are way prone to seasonal affective disorder. It doesn’t take much, just some extra sunlight to break the soul-crushing effects of approaching winter.

Ok… to get back to the topic, Josie Two Shoes works hard enough every week getting this train rolling, we shouldn’t make it more difficult by increasing the likelihood she’ll have to contend with messages, “I love the idea of sharing the parts of our lives that we feel grateful for and especially appreciate the orderly format asking for (up to) Ten Things of Thankful. Knowing that others feel the same goes a long way to making this a joyful exercise, not a chore at all. It’s a pleasure come and read the others… what is it with those Waynesville Doctrine people? Are they doing that on purpose or what? I mean, come on! How difficult is it to write ten numbers in sequence?

On with the show.

Una and Phyllis start this week’s post at Items 1) and 2). Una does not mind winter’s cold, but, if truth be told, she not a big fan of snow. Sure, she runs through it and has fun but, our Chodský pes* prefers dry to wet and once you come in the house, wet follows snow like

Combined (1 & 2 cont’d): Phyllis and Una on google. Type ‘chodsky pes’ into the google search, click on images and you can see a photo of: Una as a very young puppy on the couch or…. Phyllis and Una in bed. (photo below, in case you don’t want to scroll through excessive canine cuteness).

‘Not yet entirely comfortable with the paparazzi’

Items 3-5 the bloghops out there in the ‘sphere. They are a critical element not only in my enjoyment of this place, but in the development of writerly skills:

  1. Finish the Sentence Friday (with Kristi and them)  Hey! I just remembered, Kristi said I could do a FTSF with her on the 9th of November!  how cool would that be?
  2. Six Sentence Story (zoe and Joules)
  3. TToT (Josie Two Shoes)

These blogs are excellent illustrations of why (and how) the virtual world has cable TV beat, hands down.

6) the Wakefield Doctrine:  because with it, I can see more than one path and…and! with an understanding of its principles, I can know more about other person than they know themselves!*

8) Sunday Supplement  These Bounties for which we gratefully labor:

‘Mother’s Natures Vitamins and Swizzle sticks.’

9) ‘Open Mic Item’  Got a Grat, not yet comfortable doing a whole post but still feel good about this one thing (or person or place)? Send it in as a Comment and I’ll put it right here at Number 9

10) Secret Rule 1.3

 

(talk about your ‘Way Back Machine’!)

 

Click on the photo and join us at the ‘hop

* unless, of course, they’re also students of our little personality theory….

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

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A photo of a pineapple upside down cake* The view is from slightly above and in front, so that the full height of the edge closest to the camera is visible. The cake is on a white plate that shows as a bright crescent in 3/4s of a circle around the cake. The cake itself is varying shades of brown. The slices of pineapple on top are a shiny, pale yellow and there are cherries on the top (mostly in the center of each pineapple slice). The cherries are very red (one might be tempted to say ‘cherry red’ but one suspects a trap in so simple a description). The top of the cake is shiny enough to reflect light (little spots of white on each cherry and other places on round top). The side of the cake is mostly light brown, darkening at the very base where it looks crumbly, like the top of a coffee cake. * well, in answer to the un-asked question, this is the Wakefield Doctrine, we pretty much go stream of conscious on these posts. but you probably guessed that already

This is the Ten Things of Thankful bloghop, hosted by Josie Two Shoes each and every weekend. It is a ‘gratitude blog’ with a difference. The difference very much being what is asked of participants. (Of course, every and all bloghop(s) have requirements (although, it might be fair to use the work ‘definition’), because, well, because you wouldn’t want to work hard on your post of the perfect pineapple upside down cake, complete with alphabetized ingredient list, oven temperature (in both F and C), recommended sources of the basic materials, and, of course, time-lapse photos of every step of the process from, start to finish only to discover, (after seeing that your post received 1400 views, 6 blocks and a scathing letter from Facebook censors), that you’d posted it to ‘Cars, Craters and Babes.com’. (Why yes, that certainly was a long way to go for a slight chuckle and a, “those people at that Wakefield Doctrine, I do declare”).

So the idea is to share a glimpse of your reality. It is a given (at the Wakefield Doctrine) that perspective is the secret of the universe.

1)  Una Garden update: In soil reclamation phase. The soil in our yard is way inhospitable to anything other than pine trees, moss and violets. The layer of loam is only a few inches deep, then it goes to clay and gravel. The solution is to dig up the good dirt. Dig up the gravel to a depth suitable to a successful vegetable garden. Replace it with good dirt. (photo below)

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A photo of the Una garden. The left half of the capital ‘U’ and the upper left quarter of the small ‘n’ have had dirt dug up and removed. The top of the photo is the interesting part. There is a ‘lumpy, lozenge-shaped pile of dirt on top of a pale, almost aqua blue, square. Hard to see, but there is a red wheelbarrow at the right end of this pile of dirt. My gardening is all about the primary colors, apparently, no 64 crayon Crayola set (“Now with built-in sharpener!!) necessary to draw a picture.

2) I will cite health and (mostly) working body parts as Item 2 on the basis of being able to dig up dirt and move it from one place to another place, one of my all-time favorite things to do in life.*

3) * Speaking of Mother’s Day, actually Item 2 totally makes me think of Mothers Day. My love of digging. No, wait! I’m totally serious. I trace my life-long love of digging to a throw-away remark from my mother when I was 5, maybe 6 years old. I still remember the phrase, if not the context, ‘Clark never be ashamed of honest work. Even if you’re only digging ditches for a living, it’s something to be proud of.” And, to this day, I derive pleasure from the act of digging, not simply what the digging produces. So my compliment-in-a-question to those readers who have children is, ‘Given my example of the power of a mother (or father) in shaping a child’s mind, how do you work up the nerve to say or do anything with very young children?!!’  (My customary joke with the digging story is, ‘Why couldn’t she have said, “..even if you’re only driving around in an Aston Martin full of movie starlets, it’s something to be proud of.”

4) Chapter 8 of ‘Home and Heart‘ is on the shelf. I’m trying to get myself back to the once-a-week, Sunday Night publishing schedule. Hoping to get that re-established this weekend.

5) the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers) a perennial Item on our TToT posts, the Doctrine is both useful and amusing. A wish for many of us from the moment we stepped off the school bus for First Grade. Anyway, this past week, I was driving around, (seen Item 6) and talking to Phyllis, (see Item 8) and something came up in the conversation about ‘the three jobs’ (as defined in the Wakefield Doctrine). They are: Salesman, Scientist and Machine Operator. All jobs, professions, vocations, avocations and hobbies can not only be characterized as one of these three, but, as with so much of the Doctrine, links and associations between traits of the three personality types offer a very helpful perspective on the behavior of the people in our lives. (Hint1: the underlying principle of the Wakefield Doctrine is that our ‘personality type’ informs us of the relationship between (us) and the world around us. Hint2: scotts are Salesmen, clarks are Scientists and rogers are Machine Operator). Just in case Hint2 is not sufficiently intriguing, consider this: the definition of Machine Operator includes symphony orchestra musicians.  No, really!

6) I am very grateful that the work I do allows me to drive around, and, if the need or desire strikes, talk on the phone while doing so.

7) Thanks to zoe for the photo of Skip on the landing page of the post (one of my favorite dog photos) (A most excellent doggie)

8)

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Phyllis and a (very) young Ola This photo is from, like, 1991. Phyllis is sitting cross-legged on the carpeted floor which is a grayish color. She is wearing khaki pants and a white blouse with purple stripes forming large squares. Sitting in front of Phyllis is Ola, a German Shepherd puppy. She is kinda sprawled (Ola, not Phyllis) Leaning against Phyllis’s folded legs, she has a toy mouse in her mouth (Ola, not Phyllis) and is totally staring at the camera. Her ears are up (which is unusual, as German Shepherds take 18 months to have their ears mature enough to stand up). Ola is probably not yet a year old and her colorings are mostly black, with beige front legs and some lightness around her eyes. The inside of her ’rounded triangular’ ears is pink enough to see in the photo.

9) Yeah, I’m totally sure I’ll see something cool tomorrow, be sure to come back!

10) Secret Rule 1.3 ( as cited from the Book of Secret Rules, (aka the Secret Book of Rules), ‘the act and fact of the completion of, in liming  as you complete Item 9, the gratitude felt upon this stage of completion may serve as its own Item.’ It is customary to place SR 1.3 in the number 10 spot, but, there is a body of thought that would propose that provided the writer could produce convincing and compelling evidence of the (future) completion of the list, they could put it any damn place they wanted. (lol)

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

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I’m borrowing from the approach I take when writing a post for zoe’s Six Sentence Story bloghop, i.e. that the most effective way to write something (a post, a story, a book or a blogpost), is to already be writing something. In the hope that what you write is something like what you’d set out…to….write.

This is, of course, the Ten Things of Thankful bloghop. Each week Josie invites one and all to share those things (or people) (or events) (or anything else) that elicit a sense of gratitude. It’s an exercise that is exceptionally varied in format, both in (how) one might express it, as well as how we experience (the effects of) participation.
(In the Wakefield Doctrine we have a thing called, ‘the Everything Rule’. In a nutshell (ha ha zoe), the Everything Rule says, ‘everyone does everything, at one time or another’. Of course, the context is the Wakefield Doctrine with it’s three worldviews (aka personality types). What gave rise to ‘the Everything Rule’ was that people sometimes would say, ‘hey! that’s a thing that a clark would do’ or, ‘isn’t that kind of job only for scotts‘. We’d look and say, “No! clarks, scotts and rogers (i.e. everyone) can do anything the other can, it’s how that thing manifests for the individual that is important”.  ex: A clark and a scott and a roger can all go to a restaurant for dinner (together). fine. ‘going to a restaurant for dinner’ is a different experience for each of the three.)

Enough of the personality theory! the Everything Rule has an application to the TToT, (imo), in a similar way. How we experience this exercise can be different for each of us, how we benefit, (from participation), can be different for each of us. However, the common factor is the state/condition of thankfulness. same but different.

Boy! Am I glad the TToT isn’t a live-reading event…. the wind coming off the swinging exit doors would be gale force by this point in my presentation! lol

Item 1:

That there is, here at the TToT, the sense that the only requirement, (or ‘Rule’ if one chose to be provocative), is ‘good intent’. To hold that the sharing of one’s experience of gratitude, in whatever manner or form, as being something to be given without a secret (or overt) quid pro quo.

Item 2:

That, by our participation, we create a place, if only for a few days each week, where there is a common spirit (or to put it in more Y Chromistic terms: “hey! lemme tell you about what I think happened that made me grateful, then I totally wanna hear what happened to you.”)

Item 3: Phyllis and Una

Item 4: the gift (for today) of being able to walk and talk, pick up objects and move about, at will.

Item 5: the internet, as I experience it, including, but not limited to: zoe’s Six Sentence Story, the Gravity Challenge, Finish The Sentence and the other ‘places’ here in the ‘sphere

Item 6: the Wakefield Doctrine, (for the perspective it makes available and (it’s) challenge to see the world as the other person is experiencing it)

Item 7: the Book of Secret Rules (aka the Secret Book of Rules) which, in part, includes ‘Items of Hypo-Gratitude’, defined as those things that are really aggravating, but, if we can just put a little distance between us, really isn’t the mountainous tragedy that it may seem at the time. Conditions necessary to cite hypo-gratudiness items: ‘ya gotta know that at the end of the day, it’s just a part of life’

Item 8: Sister Margaret Ryan.  The hero(ine) of my first completed novel, ‘Blogdominion‘ is back. At least she will be, in the second book, ‘Home and Heart’. This will be another in the series that I’ve decided to refer to as, ‘nun noir’. Sister Ryan will be back at Jukepop (Jukepop motto: ‘ if you’re gonna write War and Peace, do it in serial format, that way by the time the reader notices, they’ll be hooked by the characters’) Hoping to have Chapter One ready this weekend. Sign up for an email link or just say, ‘hey send me them chapter links!’

Item 9: (to be determined*) (…while we wait for me to come up with something odd, but hopefully interesting,  Hey! Kerry!! Any travel stories from your Mexico trip to help a brother out?…  (thank you!).)

Item 10: SR 1.3  (new Readers? this, SR 1.3, is one of the most user friendly of the famous (or infamous) Book of Secret Rules (aka Secret Book of Rules), which, despite the name, is totally available to any and all participants of the TToT.  (‘Book of Secret Rules motto: ‘hey! that sounds reasonable! just be sure to use faux legal (‘faux legal’) terms like, ‘in part’, ‘including but not limited to’, ‘loco parentis’, and, while you’re at it, a couple of ibid(s), op.cit and [t]otally non-sensical punctuation.  It’s fun and totally useful. Need an explanation for a grat item you think might puzzle the other TToTeers?  BoSR/SBoR!! (or, you can just say, ‘well, that guy at that Wakefield Doctrine blog assured me that is would be alright and, though a little odd, seemed harmless enough…’)

 

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cool thing in a clients’ house… I actually had to ask what it was

There’s an old saying, ‘a good thing that is shared, will never be lost’. This would very much be the case with the TToT. Originally created by Lizzi Lewis and shepherded through the early years (see photos below*), Our Miz Lewis did what all successful people do, she shared a passion.

Josie** has taken up the (there should be some humorous analogy here, but I can’t think of one). Bottom line, she has taken the helm and the Ten Things of Thankful bloghop continues. The ‘rules’ are simple: share ten things that/for which you are grateful for, from the week immediately behind us or any time.

1) Lizzi for creating this thing

2) Josie for continuing this thing

3) the internet for providing the place for this thing

4) my work for allowing me the resources to afford the technology to access this thing

5) Phyllis for creating an environment in which I have become increasingly aware of the parts of my life that I can reference in this thing

6) the reasonable good-sense (almost) to know when a semi-clever rhetorical thing has run it’s course, (fans of horses will applaud this description)

7) Una for being a constant power of example

8) I’m grateful for having come to know Almira Ristani Gulch, the co-central character in ‘Almira’

9) I’m tempted to say, I’m grateful for having gotten this far in a list, which by virtue of being the first in the new order (of Ten Things of Thankful) without getting too weird

10) I glad that I didn’t

 

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*and, before anyone find themselves thinking, ‘my god is she all right?’ let me say, ‘of course she is, she’s a clark and anyone can tell you, clarks are the damn Phoenixeses of personality types’. We keep doing creative things, establish them in the ‘real’ world and then, finding our endless curiosity pulling on our shirttails, wander off to find new and interesting ways to burst ourselfs into flame  (to the wonderment of our friends and the amusement of ourselves at how, ‘we’re alway doing that!’)

** Josie, aka Wendy Harris  (hey zoe! could you explain to Josie how change resistant I am to name in the ‘sphere? (go ahead and leave out the part about chronic-passive-aggressive, ego-centric insistence…. ok?”

So below here are the collection of photos I’ve acquired (no, I said she’s doing fine)…. tell me about clarks and chameleons

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(I hope Lizzie doesn't mind my borrowing the photo)

…tell me that the TTofT is not a good thing

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Item 1:   July 6 2013

Item 2:  New Facebook group: ‘My World at the Moment‘  started by Val... very cool

Item 3:  Six Sentence Story, by zoe

Item 4: the Gravity Challenge and the Graviteers  over at 2Mile Run

Item 5: RIRW

Item 6: Cynthia and her Book ‘Marina’s Broken Grave’ (if you haven’t gone to amazon (the online-buying-thing-place, not the huge jungle place) and bought this book, then you are missing out! go there and do this thing….we’ll wait.

 

Item 7: Phyllis and Una…. of course

Item 8: ‘Almira’  Chapter 31 due out by Sunday (Monday morning at the latest)…. St Louis! that’s the scene as Almira and Sterling take one last stop before going on to Kansas City and, from there, to a little old town by the name of Circe.  a sample?  ok…. just a short excerpt:

“I think we lost ’em. What do you say we slow down a little.”

I leaned forward, elbow on the dashboard and looked directly into Almira’s eyes. As focused as she was on the street ahead, I didn’t want to risk distracting her, as we barreled down Clark Ave in the dead of night.

“No, dear. I’m afraid we haven’t. Out the back, and over to the right. There’s a cross street coming up, watch and you’ll see their headlights.”

We must have been doing fifty miles an hour, fortunately the streets, even out towards the city limits were ruler straight. The blocks were pretty large and divided by compass-square cross-street intersections. I looked up ahead at the traffic signal swaying on cables over the four way intersection.

“Traffic light up ahead, babe.”

The car actually accelerated as Almira wanted to be sure I could see the other car running a parallel course to ours. Both cars racing for the center of St. Louis, which, in a peculiarly Midwestern literalness was actually the riverfront, where the city ended.

“Watch now…there, see it? Maybe three blocks back. They’re gaining on us. Our new friends are very much still on our tail. Not counting the winos and the occasional working girl, we’re the only two cars out on the streets of St Louis at 1:33 in the morning, so they’re not having all that much trouble keeping us in sight.”

Once I managed to look at the right spot at the right time, not as simple as it sounds, given the fact that I was a passenger in a car driven by my 8 months pregnant wife, the headlights on the car behind us were not hard to see. Flaring and fading as they raced past cross-streets and the occasional vacant lot in the city block that separated the two streets.

“Yeah, I see them now.”

Looking over at Almira, I was struck by an odd overlapping impression.

She was able to sit behind the wheel only because she was only 5′ 2″, on an optimistic day. That’s probably why, although being very pregnant, she could sit forward enough on the seat to reach the pedals, while not having her mid-section interfere with steering the car. Her posture was very upright, and, if one were able to ignore the buildings passing backwards at blurring speeds, my wife was the picture of a proper young woman, out for a bicycle ride through a park or country lane.

The other part of this overlapping impression happened when the sweep of an approaching streetlight lit the interior of the car. An odd effect, as the light coming in through the windshield illuminated her from the bottom upwards, her eyes being last. There was a feral intensity that, were I not intimately familiar with all aspects of the woman, would an atavistic fear, felt by every cave dweller when the night air was torn by the roar of a saber-toothed tiger.

Item 9: …. to be completed sunday.

Item 10: SR 1.3

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