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If you have not noticed my blogging has slowed down a bit (your RSS readers may have given up on me already.) Should anyone wonder, a correlation can be drawn between my return to work and the decline of my writing; but as we all learned in our science classes, correlation does not mean causation. Making such a declaration of logic, at face value, seems, well, logical; but in my mind, the fellow who coined this correlation and causation dictum must have been thinking: hmm, loophole, loophole…ah yes, I have it.” I suppose that any student who uses this correctly as an excuse should get a pony.
Although work has reduced my writing, it has not stopped my ability to think about writing. About two weeks ago my step mom Peggy called me at work to tell me that she was delivering my dad’s ashes to the submarine where he would be put out to sea. Out of Providence, I road the Sounder into Edmonds and road my bike up Olympic View Drive to work that day.
Part way up Olympic View Drive, the trees clear and a sweeping view of the Sound opened up on my port side; in spite of the chill in the air, the soreness in my legs, and the hill ahead, I felt peace. It was not until after hanging up with Peggy that I realized why I had that moment of peace.
Post Script Here is a picture of Bradie chowing down on her Birthday cupcake. PPS Click for a larger picture.
Virginia–at least around the Richmond area–does not have mountains. I would argue that I change more elevation walking from my apartment to the mall then driving 70 miles from my dad’s house to my sister’s apartment. While Virginia does not have mountains, it does have the tops of trees; God must think people in Virginia will confuse the tops of trees for mountains–I will refrain from making region-biased statements.
On a side note, somebody should send a memo to the Virginia PR department: mountains are for lovers. Here is just one fire lookout you can rent: Evergreen Fire Lookout. Check out the view:
Sara, I think we have found the place for “numero dos nino” creation–do not worry, it’s code nobody will get it. Also, who reads the words in quotation marks anyway? Our secret–albeit a distant one–is safe for now.
