The river

Riverboats roil the waters
Oh, not the riverboats you
Are envisioning, just the
Ordinary summer Sunday
Traffic that a river in the
American northeast sees.
Our riverboats are the ones
With sails furled while a
Motor runs them up or
Down or they are ferrying
Sightseers and citizens
Alike or on patrol passing
Slow-moving transport
Ships or just slightly gaudy
Fishing boats not trawling
For fish but amusing a crew
Of revellers in a holiday spirit.
After all, it is Sunday and we
Have our day off and it is the
Last days of summer we want
To enjoy and celebrate here
On a Sunday on the river


Soft footfalls

It's a continent, 
Those groups
Of clouds, at
Rest in a gray
Sky. Hunched
Together as if
To form a map.
Directions to
Climbing this
Mountain run,
This Everest,
This widest of
Rivers, forded
And travelled,
These trails,
These byways,
These prairies,
Are purely in
The imagination
Of this traveller.
A continent un-
Folded, drawn
And redrawn in
A demarcation
That has no firm
Boundaries, as
It floats across
A clear pale sky.
If I were to climb
Or wander the
Pillowing mounds
Or if I could row
Over the billows
Would my feet
Fall softly or find
Their footing lost?

Feelin’ groovy

What is the difference between being in a rut and finding your groove?

The latter by definition a place of comfort and acceptance; the former a greatly less desirable spot.

It’s a matter of perspective whether you are caught in a trough, treading the daily grind or enjoying a congenial and leisurely spin of your wheels.

After all, it’s perspective that can make us see the glass half full.

Portable foods

Some outdoorsy eats may require an utensil

Once upon a time, two boys from Brooklyn chose the egg roll as their traveling feast. They picked them up on King’s Highway, Avenue M or Avenue J and strolled home eating.

Foods that are easy to carry are a part of many cuisines. Some would argue that these are the best of any bill of fare.

You can’t walk chomping on a salad but wrap it in a pita and it’s easily portable. Israelis throw in some falafel to round out the meal.

In fact, the sandwich was designed as a finger food.

What with Dagwood’s innovations, it has become less manageable as street ests but pare it down to its basics and you can eat it on your way home, too.

Just ducky

It’s both refreshing and unexpected to do a search in which the engine isn’t reading my mind.

To be sure, having it surmise the answers to my quest gave us a kind of short-hand familiarity that was almost intimate.

On the other hand, I felt the intrusion deeply when the search engine posted ads related to a recent forage as if it were unwilling to let go of what we had going.

So I have found DuckDuckGo which never finishes my sentences and sometimes gives me options far from my narrowest exploration.

Watch that duck go.

I am obliged to hunt through the links they provide to bring me closer to my objective. Too often there’s a Reddit thread as part of their answer to my query.

As their ads promise, however, they won’t be “watching me.”

They also will not be building algorithms based on what I asked for yesterday.

Finally, a browser that doesn’t stare at me or stalk!

Commenting, a friend wrote: Good to know about the DuckDuckGo. My response: It’s not as helpful as Google cause it doesn’t track who I am.

Government @ work

The last dozen years or so the national legislators have failed to legislate. Somehow, miraculously, the Senate managed to pass a BIG bill.

It will help mitigate climate change, impose taxes on large corporations, and help reduce inflation. It will improve health care pricing and access. It goes to the House and then can be signed by Joe Biden.

This is today’s good news.

More along the good things path? Turns out murder rates are down. That’s a statistical fact – despite the dire news of mass shootings which alarm us. This would be better news if noone had access to AR-15 rifles.

Congratulations, America.