Waynes Word ~ Past Words 2008

Previous Wayne's Words in the year of 2008

Winter in Earnest, Early 2008 Last year during the first half of January (it’s hard to remember, but true), the grass was still green under a thin layer of frost, and the first significant snow did not fall until Martin Luther King Day. This season, by the time New Years Day rolled around, we had had 5 or 6 serious “snowfall events” already in upstate New York, and those of us born before the phrase “global warming” was in vogue are having flashbacks to the ten foot deep snowbanks of our youth, and the tunnels we used to dig, and the games of King of the Mountain we would play—heaving each other headfirst off the snowplow-piled peaks. I’m glad my kids and their cousins and friends will get to experience a winter like this, to create deep white memories of their own.	Waynesword, into March 08 Altitude, Latitude, & Attitude Early March: I suppose that if I don’t want to be stuck in Mid-Winter mode in cyberspace anymore, I’d better commence with my next piece. Up on the western plateau of Middle Grove, however, it still looks like winter as I write this, with a snow cover still a foot or two thick, and snowbanks along the road still four feet high, with more snow potentially aiming this way soon. It’s been coming in regular doses since November this season, and, early in March, shows no signs of easin’
WaynesWord (Skip April, Straight to) May 2008 Here, as in many parts of the country, it was a long and somewhat harsh winter, which carried on long past when March was supposed to have gone out like a lamb. There were snowbanks and stubborn patches of crusty whiteness visible till mid-April in Middle Grove, and even longer in the foothills and ridges to the northwest of here.	WaynesWord for June 2008 “As Within, so Without…”--the Bible, the Tao te Ching, & The Tom-Tom Club, among others Some days we work on “the Without;” other days we get to work on “the Within.” In this sense, I am talking about work done on the homefront, as opposed to work done at work. The way I see it, work done at work is in service of others; while work done at home is reflective of work performed on the Self.
Waynesword Summer 2008 IS SARATOGA IMMUNE TO THE ECONOMIC SWOON? In July the backdrop of summer is defined by the sitar-like hum of locusts droning, high and low. The hoof beat thunder out on Union and Nelson Avenues is not far behind. If the car- and foot-traffic on Broadway and the side streets of downtown are any indication so far, no one is using the gas-price hike crisis to stay away from Saratoga Springs—not that I’ve seen. And the host of people who show up here in August are those that are most defiant in the face of a sagging national economy	WAYNESWORD FALL 2008 Changes in the Air… How Last Month Started The first day of September dawned grayish, with silvery light, instead of the stark crystalline, pristine brightness of the last day in August. That was a blessed Sunday during which I sunbathed while sitting shirtless in the backyard, reading and writing all day, very much enjoying not having to go anywhere.

Winter in Earnest, Early 2008

Last year during the first half of January (it’s hard to remember, but true), the grass was still green under a thin layer of frost, and the first significant snow did not fall until Martin Luther King Day. This season, by the time New Years Day rolled around, we had had 5 or 6 serious “snowfall events” already in upstate New York, and those of us born before the phrase “global warming” was in vogue are having flashbacks to the ten foot deep snowbanks of our youth, and the tunnels we used to dig, and the games of King of the Mountain we would play—heaving each other headfirst off the snowplow-piled peaks. I’m glad my kids and their cousins and friends will get to experience a winter like this, to create deep white memories of their own.

Waynesword, into March 08

Altitude, Latitude, & Attitude

Early March:

I suppose that if I don’t want to be stuck in Mid-Winter mode in cyberspace anymore, I’d better commence with my next piece. Up on the western plateau of Middle Grove, however, it still looks like winter as I write this, with a snow cover still a foot or two thick, and snowbanks along the road still four feet high, with more snow potentially aiming this way soon. It’s been coming in regular doses since November this season, and, early in March, shows no signs of easin’

WaynesWord (Skip April, Straight to) May 2008

Here, as in many parts of the country, it was a long and somewhat harsh winter, which carried on long past when March was supposed to have gone out like a lamb. There were snowbanks and stubborn patches of crusty whiteness visible till mid-April in Middle Grove, and even longer in the foothills and ridges to the northwest of
here.

WaynesWord for June 2008

“As Within, so Without…”--the Bible, the Tao te Ching, & The Tom-Tom Club, among others
Some days we work on “the Without;” other days we get to work on
“the Within.” In this sense, I am talking about work done on the homefront,
as opposed to work done at work. The way I see it, work done at work is in
service of others; while work done at home is reflective of work performed
on the Self.

Waynesword Summer 2008
IS SARATOGA IMMUNE TO THE ECONOMIC SWOON?

In July the backdrop of summer is defined by the sitar-like hum of locusts droning, high and low. The hoof beat thunder out on Union and Nelson Avenues is not far behind. If the car- and foot-traffic on Broadway and the side streets of downtown are any indication so far, no one is using the gas-price hike crisis to stay away from Saratoga Springs—not that I’ve seen. And the host of people who show up here in August are those that are most defiant in the face of a sagging national economy

WAYNESWORD FALL 2008

Changes in the Air… How Last Month Started

The first day of September dawned grayish, with silvery light, instead of the stark crystalline, pristine brightness of the last day in August. That was a blessed Sunday during which I sunbathed while sitting shirtless in the backyard, reading and writing all day, very much enjoying not having to go anywhere.