The fog is wet today, enveloping and yet it is clear enough I can see across the valley, though not to the top of the ridge. The plants, ground, and I are grateful for the moisture. I hear a Muir Woods call. If we begin to get some rain, the creek will break through to the ocean, and maybe this year the salmon will come.
Yesterday Zach and I again went to the bay and saw a dead seal and a dead cormorant. We sat by the seal a long time. It was almost in two parts and was missing its head. There were holes and Zach was fascinated to peer inside. The bees and flies were going in and out. I made an attempt last week to explain life and death, since we had crabs that tickled, scampering across our hands and then, those that were still, but I could see yesterday that I had conveyed no concept of life and death, and after sitting there with Zach, watching all the activity around the seal and considering the openings which seemed quite exciting and refreshing and there was no smell, and though I talked about the elements and breaking down and recycling, which reminded Zach of the garbage truck, yet, somehow caught in his fascination, non-judgment and acceptance of the event, and awareness that the seal would go back to the sea when the tide came in, assuming there was something left, somehow I took on Zach's viewpoint. There is no death. It felt so clear as we sat there, hand in hand, and he listened to my made-up song about the seal, it was so clear that there is no death, and the clouds were dark, and there was one hole, for the sun, that was like an eye, and Zach said that's where the rocket ships pop through and then he asked what was on the other side.
Begin by standing on a comfortable surface, where you have plenty of room at each side.
With a 5-lb potato bag in each hand, extend your arms straight out from your sides and hold them there as long as you can. Try to reach a full minute, and then relax.
Each day you'll find that you can hold this position for just a bit longer. After a couple of weeks, move up to 10-lb potato bags.
Then try 50-lb potato bags and then eventually try to get to where you can lift a 100-lb potato bag in each hand and hold your arms straight for more than a full minute. (I'm at this level.)
After you feel confident at that level, put a potato in each bag.
I watched KQED and thought Biden did great. Perhaps it is watching too much of Palin's folksiness on youtube but she did not work for me in light of the extremely difficult times we are in and I have plenty to eat and money to drive my cars and heat my house. I would not think she was cute if I was desperate. I think the last week has moved us past cute.
I was surprised to see a commercial for Chevron come on as soon as the debate commentary finished. All seemed "fair" to me and it struck me as odd and partial timing.
I am pleased that Biden did great, and came back to the main points, answered the questions, and presented Barack and himself well. I was surprised and touched that he teared up after all this time at the death of his first wife and the raising of his sons alone.
Well-done, I say, and I'm glad Palin did not embarrass herself, and I actually did feel sorry for her in having to defend McCain, and, as I say, her going to the folksy act does not work for me.
I want strict leadership and I want it NOW!!
No more cute! No McPain!!