OR alternately it could be titled - Why I like paper books or Why I go to the library. To wit - I have enjoyed many a fall color when we lived in Michigan for many years. During the course of this stay, at the onset of autumn we drove about four hours north of the Detroit suburb where we lived to a place known as the Upper Peninsula. For most Michiganders this was a seasonal must do. The Upper Peninsula or UP as it was affectionately known is a largish bit of real estate, in fact about 30% of the state was the UP bordered by some of the cleanest fresh water on earth. It juts out into three of the five large lakes otherwise called the great lakes. The point I am getting to, believe me there is one in the end - is that the landmass here was mostly forested. With some species of birch or the other, but predominantly featuring maples. What happened in autumn or just as summer days turned cooler was that the leaves on these maples and other deciduous tre...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!