Big Dipper

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Sunset Stars

Last night, there was a chance that the aurora would be out, but that did not pan out. Also, there was a lunar eclipse, last night, but I couldn’t stay up late enough to view it. So, all I got was this picture of the Big Dipper. Which is sort of interesting, since today I find myself having played the role of the big spoon, either last night or maybe today.

Last night, Bill and I infuriated both Anne and Jay by discussing future plans for repairing the outhouse. It has been forty years since the cabin got indoor plumbing and in all of those years, the outhouse has been allowed to deteriorate. Bill and I were making Nice-And-Gentle suggestions that admittedly grew more and more outlandish, to eventually include renting a Kubota digger from Parker Hardware, but I was only joking, but not everyone found it funny.

A House Divided Cannot Stand

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A Perfect Metaphor for Our Country

Bill’s flag, opposite Bill’s bench is in need of repair. Anne has offered to resew it for him, but I do not believe that her efforts will repair the rift in the fabric of our country. Such is the damage that Maga has wrought. Their blind-sighted pursuit of policies that are fundamentally racist, which they choose to pursue without regard to reason, the law or even commonsense. Their reckless immigration policy is destroying the economy, along with a fruitless war against Iran.

Dominos on Green Felt

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Relaxed Cow on Vintage Pink Chair

Frank Lloyd Wright viewed cows as picturesque elements of the Wisconsin landscape, famously joking in his 1932 essay Why I Love Wisconsin that the state should pass a law compelling farmers to pasture their cows near the highway where they make a fine picture. While Wright embraced “gentle Holsteins” as a picturesque part of the Wisconsin dairy landscape in his literary reflections, he famously preferred Guernsey cows for specific aesthetic visual contrasts on his own grounds, noting that the cream and coffee tones of Guernseys contrasted more pleasingly against green fields than the stark black-and-white pattern of Holsteins. So, it was somewhat confusing that hanging at Taliesin was this somewhat satirical painting.