Saturday, December 11, 2004
More from Saul Bellow:
Weather: Friday mostly sunny... too warm for the flannel shirt I wore. Saturday more of the same. The Elders came by Friday evening brightening an erstwhile dreary day. We were to see a DVD, but we couldn't get the player to show the video... only the audio was present. Luckily, just by the audio, Gail and I realized we had already seen this particular piece. We then discussed the DVD starting with a passage in the Bible about Elijah and his significance to the faith. Evidently the Wednesday class last I missed was on Joseph Smith... a change made impromptu. A day of cobwebs and a late Friday gave way to napping on Saturday. Gail was blessed with the grandchildren in all their glory. Gail's car... hangin' in there. My entries... poetry.com: " Poetry in Motion "... & Haiku daily contests:
"X Alt @ Ion "... My thoughts were thus: covenants made and fulfilled... la raison d'être! "I, Arboreal " a Haiku: ... Words flow... and whence they manifold?... I do not know. Woofing my mentation around this subject engaged the knurls of my encephalon into rigor. Why this poetic¿ effluvial sputum spewed fifth I could not cogitate. Oh yeah... t'was a photo of a top of a tree framed by other trees and a near and distant mountainside... from the aspect of being on high (high up) as well. Allez ciao !!! |
C'ya.