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how far?

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my first step in the parks in my first pair of shoes

steps in the parks somewhere in the middle

my last step in the parks in my last pair of shoes

with all of this stepping into the parks

i thought it was be easy and interesting

to look back and see just how far i had walked

using multiple sources

and multiple attempts

it turned into quite an impossible task

as each park was shaped differently

i had walked in no particular pattern

and converting the 2061.6 total acres into distance

proved to be a bit more complicated than i expected.

s0me of my early rough calculations

(having dinosaurs on the paper seemed fitting)

scenes of me asking the big questions

with no definitive answers

i went to my daughters

who tried to create an algorithm for me

but they again pointed out that i had no consistent shape of the acreage

nor did a have a consistent path of travel through them

i then went online to an international group

of physicists, mathmeticians, engineers, etc. to seek their answers

here is a sampling:

after walking 2,061.6 acres of parks, how far have I traveled in distance?

and :

There is no way to tell. You tell us areas but not distances, nor do you give us times or velocity.

i have decided that according to my calculations

my final answer is that i traveled pretty far

during the time i spent covering the 2,061.6 acres 

and interesting coincidence

the last park on the list

the last steps i took

were in a park at the top of the very street 

where i first lived in ann arbor

in my rattletrap apartment with no money

when i moved here at age 40

having quit my job to go to grad school

and change the course of my life

this long journey with it’s twisty and immeasurable path

had somehow led me straight home.

‘only those who will risk going too far

can possibly find out how far one can go.’

– t.s. eliott

look closer.

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look closely.

closer.

there it is, right in front of you.

“home is where your people are.”
― richie norton

sugarbush park, ann arbor, mi, usa

almost home.

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and upon happening behind

this van covered in peace and love

and words galore

complete with notes

“listen to your mother” – love, mom

   “make good choices” – love, dad

 and a peace sign and a smile

flashed to me by the driver

when finally side by side 

i knew i was at my exit

and almost home. 

“there are a thousand thoughts lying within a man

that he does not know till he takes up a pen to write. ”

-william makepeace thackeray

 

 

igloo.

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my loyal companion and i visiting my cottage

on day 6 without power.


“if the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it.”

-lucy larcom

image credit: sherman hines, newfoundland, canada

ants.

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it’s that time of year again

and the ants have stopped by for their annual visit.

as i now know that their newborns may outlive me at this point

i may just leave my cottage to them in my will.

“if ants are such busy workers, how come they find time to go to all the picnics?”

-marie  dressler

image credit: mentalflossmagazine

ice.

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crystal lake, northern michigan

‘ice day’ 

no school.

“in skating over thin ice our safety is in our speed.”

-ralph waldo emerson

image credit: university of michigan

getting out of woodstock.

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it took

3 cars

2 buses

1 plane

and

a gaggle of

very friendly people

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like

blogger friend/ sports/movie/ music/life stories writer

syracuse mark

of

https://markbialczak.com

and

his lovely wife, karen

who met me along the way

to

share a lively dinner

and

a leg of the journey with me

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and

of course

my final psychedelic trip back through the airport 

to find my way home again

after woodstock.

“so it’s been kind of a long road,

but it was a good journey altogether.”

-sidney poitier

image credit: life magazine, beatnik highway

indoors.

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glen frey the cat

has made a pretty easy transition

to being indoors

once again

and his

homecoming is complete,

though i’m thinking

i may have to send him outside again

for just a bit. 

image credit: googleimages, hankin

smiles.

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so glad to be home with all of these grandies’ smiles

and among the big people who go with them.

“because of your smile, you make life more beautiful.”

-thich nhat hanh

dark shadows.

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i woke up in the middle of the night

to loud screaming

coming from

glen frey the cat not the rocker

who was downstairs

in my living room 

 shrieking

not like 

a cat

but like a rocker

being attacked by something

 i

carefully

crept

down

the

stairs

tiptoeing

expecting to find him

in a death match

with a

massive rabid opossum

or

grizzly bear

or?

as i got closer

i saw who he was

running from

and

terrified of

and

 his enemy

was his own shadow. 

running and running and running

in a circle 

it was

chasing him

nonstop

 he was terrified

running for his own survival

 i shut off the lights

called his name

 pet him

talked to him

after a while

he calmed down

finally

he laid down

exhausted

 heart pounding

i thought about

the many things 

that he might have

had to endure 

before he was rescued

and

understood 

that it all felt very real to him

as if those things were happening to him all over again

but now

he was home

and

he was safe once more.


“everything that we see is a shadow

cast by that which we do not see.”

– martin luther king, jr.

credits: universal pictures, google images