Musings

I’m so happy with these cool mornings…60s before 9am…lovely for a stroll/walk/jog/outing.

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My NIL is nil. Well (duh), I’m not a college sports figure, so of course it’s nil.

This topic and the terminology springs from reading Joe Drape’s and Allison McCann’s article “In College Sports’ Big Money Era, Here’s Where the Dollars Go” in the NYTimes, dated 31, Aug—although I just found it today. BTW, NIL stands for name, image and likeness, if the acronym isn’t in your everyday vocab.

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Striding along under this lovely, towering magnolia, a high branch dropped a leaf that landed on my hat. It was not a small leaf, and it landed with a small thud. My neck is fine; I just shook that floral debris off and continued my walk.

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Today I’m opting to shift my time-space. This flower photo is from a year ago, and was taken in the UP.

This notion builds from today’s news from Winder and Ukraine, the Mideast, etc., and from finishing “The Midnight Library” by Matt Haig (2020).

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We’re doing some travel dreaming…perhaps a trip before Xmas eastward across the pond. We shall see.

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We’re currently binging “L‘Agence,” with the much longer English title “The Parisian Agency: Exclusive Properties,” about a family of real estate agents based in Paris. Truth, not fiction. The family is charming (mostly); the views are lovely; the French is sometimes oddly translated in the subtitles; and the properties are wayyyyy out of our price range. The most interesting character, IMHO, is the grandmother, Majo.

Oh, and the photo? Nothing to do with Paris, and not a UFO.

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I’m not a particular fan of diplomats, although I greatly appreciate all the work they do, which is frequently behind the scenes. I’m not sure why TV series writers recently have seized on a diplomat as the lead in stories, but we’ve watched both the Keri Russell version and the British one, binging the latter most recently. They’re very different. I think I enjoyed the British version, set in Barcelona, more. Confession: it was not merely to opportunity to hear Catalan dialogue that made it more interesting.

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Listening to AOC and “wading” into the future….

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Here’s a sample of recent finds along our beach. What you don’t see is beer bottle frags and plastic trash—too boring to curate. The rusty metal at the rear of the display is a piece of a wood stove that once had some decorative curlicues that now are ghostly remnants on the surface. At one time, this stretch of the bluff must have been the household dump for at least one residence, and now the trash has moved downhill.

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Here at the cottage, unlike at the city house, we have a garage; however, it is not electrified. So, we charge the plug-in hybrid from the cottage, like this, then relocate the car to the garage when juiced.

The orange light on the ferns is from the porch (this was just a few minutes ago), and you can see that rain+unpaved_road means the car is again muddy. We are so glad to be here, even so.

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