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duned.

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walking down from a dune

 i saw a wind-weathered tree

that looked like i imagined a ‘beach cactus’ would look

if they existed

just standing very still by lake michigan

(somewhat like me at one point in the middle of the dune odyssey)

we went on a hike

in a beautiful park

with tall grasses and water and rocks and views and sand dunes

 that began with

 one dune

  looking forward to the rolling hills and flats

but we didn’t exactly

ever make it to the place where we were headed

turned into a bigger adventure than we had imagined

 perhaps we never found the official ‘trail’

but we did find

dune after dune after dune

after dune

and once we got over one

we found another

and another

and another

 i announced that it was like

we were in one of those old desert plane crash movies

all soft sand and more soft sand

and more soft sand

mostly uphill

thought

i may have to sleep there

or have them drag my carcass out

we may have to send one ahead

or leave one behind

and finally

after a few hours of climbing and descending

a refreshing rain, a snack, another few sets of dunes

we arrived

far from where we were headed

far from where we had started

at the very top of the ‘big dune’

looking down toward another lake

walked down this last dune

and

got a ride back to where we had started

surprised we had gone so far

didn’t have to send someone or leave someone

but it was a bit ‘iffy’ at certain points

interesting conversations happened along the way

i learned i could do more than i thought i was capable of

because there really were no options

and i did have a few comments

good thing i wasn’t the navigator

or we might still be there now

good training, good workout, good adventure, all good

and i’m still finding good sand…

“the voyager’s path is marked by the stars and not the sand dunes.”

-nilotic proverb

elvis has left the boat.

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Heinz wants to find the man who survived nearly a month at sea with nothing but ketchup and seasonings to help him buy a new boat

In a virtual message in a bottle, the company put out a request for assistance on Instagram last week.Elvis Francois was working on his boat in St. Maarten in December when he accidentally started drifting out to sea. The weather had suddenly changed, and he said in a video released by the Colombian Navy, who rescued him, that he had lost his ability to navigate.

“I tried to [go] back to port, but I lost track because it took me a while to mount the sail and fix the sail,” he said. “…I call my friends, my coworkers. They tried to contact me, but they lost service. There was nothing else I could do than sit down and wait.”

He wrote out the word “help” on the back of his boat, and he was eventually rescued – after 24 days with nothing but “a bottle of ketchup…garlic powder and Maggi [soup].”

The navy said that officers took Francois to the Port of Cartagena to receive medical care and that he was “found to be in good health.” While there, they also started the necessary actions to help him return home.

“We’re setting this message adrift into the sea of the internet, because if anyone can help us find him, it’s you,” the company said. “If you or anyone you know can help us get in contact with Elvis Francois, please drop us a DM.”

In a statement to CBS News on Tuesday, a spokesperson for Heinz said that they want to “gift” Elvis a “new state-of-the-art boat.” That boat, they said, will be “equipped with full navigational technology to avoid another disaster in the future.” It’s currently an international effort, with Heinz markets “around the world” getting involved. “We’re hoping to spread the word far and wide so Heinz can finally gift the new boat to Elvis,” the company said.

“for whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it’s always our self we find in the sea.”

-e.e. cummings

source credit: liz cohen, cbs news

snowlandia.

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Snowlandia Śnieżny Labirynt in ZakɔˈPanɛ

 the biggest snow labyrinth in the world

perhaps the perfect place
for when you want to be lost and cold at the same time
smack dab in the middle of somewhere beautiful

“winter, through your hoary frost, I travel on, longing to be lost.”

angie weiland-crosby

Piłsudskiego 38 (nieopodal Wielkiej Krokwi im. Stanisława Marusarza), Zakopane, Poland

why did the chicken….?

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foghorn leghorn of television fame

 

and yet another wonderful nextdoor post on my neighborhood site:

Did you have a chicken missing?  We have a Leghorn chicken who appeared in our back yard this morning.  She is now in our coop with our three,  However, we really don’t need or want another chicken so if she is yours, please message me to arrange a time to come and collect her.  We have marked her feet with a purple antiseptic so we can identify which one is yours.

Posted in Lost & Found to The River District

“i dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross the road and not be questioned about their motives.”

-ralph waldo emerson

 

image credit: warner brothers animation

stamped.

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  a notice recently arrived 

telling me the stamps i’d ordered online

 from the post office this past summer

were finally arriving in my mailbox

it had been so long

 i’d forgotten about them

told me what day they’d be delivered 

then they weren’t there

even though

they were marked as ‘delivered’ online.

they were not there all week

went to the post office

i have the nicest mailman in the world

but wanted to see if they could find them

woman at the desk

said i had to request a refund on their website

after navigating through

using the tracking code

filling in all the blanks 

it responded

“not eligible for refund as it was not insured.”

read it a couple of times

wait, wasn’t it coming from them to me?

weren’t they the post office, the ones who i was buying them from?

weren’t they supposed to deliver them to me?

wasn’t that their one job?

my mailman said he’ll check all the boxes nearby 

but i fear they are lost in the abyss.

next time i’ll ask them to please insure their own product before trying to send it to me using their services.  

“and then she had to fill out so many forms she forgot why she had come and what she had left behind.”

-amy tan

lost in translation.

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reminiscing about my visit

to beautiful ireland

 six years back, in july

how we found our way around the country

oh, we did a few turn-arounds here and there

as you can see above

but somehow we always ended up where we were going

eventually.

even with directions asked and kind answers given

regional accents, local advice, and lore

 thrown in for good measure

it could be a challenge at best

‘”oh, just go over the hill for a bit, turn at the old barn, you’ll see a huge green field with hills, and some sheep, and then a pub, they don’t have the best sandwiches but stop in for a pint, say hi to seamus for me if you see him, he’s a good lad, he just had that one thing that wasn’t really his fault, and all is forgiven, and oh, don’t turn by the church, go past it, there’s no sign, but you’ll see a big rock where john’s shed used to be before it burnt down in that fire in ’79 when everything was so dry, and take a sharp turn there….”  – and so on.

whether bumping along on a sheep path, sharing a two-way road with one lane, or driving half in a hedgerow

we found all the places we wanted to be

and discovered so many surprising and magical places along the way.

“going in the wrong direction, but making really good time.”

-cheri huber

finding yourself.

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A missing man in Turkey accidentally joined his own search party for hours before realizing he was the person they were looking for, local media reports.

Beyhan Mutlu had been drinking with friends on Tuesday when he wandered into a forest in Bursa province.

When he failed to return, his wife and friends alerted local authorities and a search party was sent out.

Mr Mutlu, 50, then stumbled across the search party and decided to join them, NTV reported.

But when members of the search party began calling out his name, he replied: “I am here.” He was taken aside by one of the rescuer workers to give a statement. “Don’t punish me too harshly, officer. My father will kill me,” he reportedly told them. Police then drove Mr Mutlu home. It is not clear if he was given a fine.

“you cannot find yourself till you lose yourself.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Sleepless for Society
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bbc news