Posting from Paradise
Posting from ParadiseWe went to the cemetary today to make sure my Uncle Harlan and my step Papa Joey had flag. While the Am Vets had made sure the vets graves had them, there were only flags at the entrances to my uncle's and my Papa's areas. I was so glad we took the flags out. It was an awesome display of the good ol' Red White and Blue.From the Art of the Moment (and please add your interpretation this time): "Before and orchestra can start playing, the conductor raises his baton to create what is called in musical language an anacrusis---a silent upbeat. In the same way, every moment can bre interpreted as a silent upbeat, as a brief interval between what was and what is still to be".I feel that I am living in the anacrusis.