Posts Tagged With: Regina Carter

Day 3204: My neighborhood

Over the years, I’ve shared many photos of my neighborhood in this blog.

What impressions do you get of my neighborhood today?

I’m sure I’ll get more pictures of my neighborhood when I go for my walk this morning. There’s also a great pizza place in my neighborhood.

This is what I was listening to when I was walking in my neighborhood yesterday.

If you want to leave a comment, you can do so in the neighborhood below.

Many thanks for joining me in my neighborhood today!

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Day 3040: Unexpected appearances

Yesterday, when I was on my walk, the title of today’s post unexpectedly appeared to me when I encountered this unexpected appearance:

When Michael and I first saw our current home almost exactly four years ago, we saw the unexpected appearances of a rafter of wild turkeys in the neighborhood. I’ve expected other appearances of turkeys since then, but yesterday was the first time one unexpectedly appeared to me again.

The first night we moved in to our home by the bay, there was an unexpected appearance of a coyote walking near us on the beach. There have been many appearances of coyotes since then.

At this point, I guess I should expect the unexpected: appearances, disappearances, and everything else.

Are there more unexpected appearances in today’s other images?

Were any of those unexpected appearances particularly useful for you?

When I was looking at flowers yesterday, this Kenny Barron tune made an unexpected appearance in my headphones:

Later, while I was watching A Late Show with Stephen Colbert, there were more unexpected appearances, including this one:

Now I’m wondering if there are going to be unexpected appearances in the comments section, below.

Finally, here are the expected appearances of gratitude at the end of todays post.

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Day 2998: It doesn’t make sense

It doesn’t make sense that so many people are

  • hateful,
  • cruel,
  • ignorant,
  • racist,
  • sexist,
  • homophobic,
  • ageist,
  • close-minded,
  • irrational,
  • petty,
  • malicious,
  • rigid,
  • divisive,
  • greedy,
  • humorless,
  • dismissive,
  • immature,
  • intolerant, and
  • uncaring.

It doesn’t make sense that bad things happen to good people.

It doesn’t make sense that there are such extreme economic inequalities.

It doesn’t make sense that people’s rewards on this earth do not match the value of what they contribute to others.

It doesn’t make sense that people focus on short-term gain, ignoring long-term consequences and realities.

It doesn’t make sense that we are trashing our own home — the Earth.

It doesn’t make sense that we don’t join together to solve problems.

It doesn’t make sense that people are so hungry for power and then misuse it when they get it.

It doesn’t make sense that people act like they’re going to live forever.

It doesn’t make sense that people who have so little sense do so much of the talking.

It doesn’t make sense that we change the clocks twice a year.

It doesn’t make sense that, as of this writing, nobody has commented on this photo from yesterday’s blog post:

Does it make sense that all this was inspired by one daily bitch?

It does make sense that Michael is making hot, buttery mashed potatoes tonight.

Do my other images today make sense?

It doesn’t make sense to me that so many people voted for Donald Trump.

Here’s “It Makes No Sense!” by Trevor Noah

… and “Life Doesn’t Make Sense!” by Pete Holmes:

It doesn’t make sense that I’m just now finding out about the amazing Regina Carter.

What doesn’t make sense to you?

It doesn’t make sense to end any blog post without expressing gratitude for all who helped me create it, including YOU!

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