Yesterday came; yesterday went. I filled out my papers, got fitted for a crown on the surviving forward molar. Throughout the long day, the sky was bright and blue. This morning, gray has returned … and we’ve got something that’s surely “going around.”
I should have recognized yesterday’s mood as not entirely a reaction to stuff I didn’t want to do. I was coming down with something, which, by last night, had manifested as a headache that won’t quit, chills, and a sore throat. Garry was several hours and a few symptoms ahead of me.
Where do we pick this stuff up? And so fast, too. Today, I woke up with the same headache and sore throat with which I went to bed. We’ll just cancel any plans we had for the day. None is time-stamped.
I sure do wish I could zap this headache, though.
Why does the color of the sky so much affect our moods? Have you noticed that a bright blue sky makes you feel happy … but a dull, gray one tends to dampen the joy? Is this a built-in reflex? A programmed response that’s part of our DNA? It seems to be nearly universal to human beings … so perhaps.
DAILY POST | SKY
There are closeups and then, there are even closer-ups. I take a lot of super closeups using a macro lens– typically flowers. These photographs are all closeups of the rigging of the tall ship “Beaver” at the Tea Party wharf in Boston Harbor. These closeups are intended to give you a detailed look.
I’ve always found the rigging on tall ships fascinating. I used to know what each piece of the rigging was called — there are traditional names for almost every part of a ship and its rigging — but time has eroded those memories. Still, the rigging is elegant and these pictures give you a pretty good look at the way it’s put together.
This final picture of the Beaver will give you have a broader view of the rigging and its complexity. This is a relatively small ship. A merchant schooner. A big war ship would have at least three (or more) masts, easily twice as much rigging and carry far more canvas. And of course, there would be guns.
Fanaticism and ignorance is forever busy, and needs feeding … and we are feeding it well.
I originally posted this four years ago. Horribly enough, it’s even more relevant now than it was then.
“Inherit the Wind” (1960) was directed by Stanley Kramer. Not merely based on actual events, the script is substantially drawn from transcripts of the 1925 Scopes’ “Monkey Trial” in Dayton, Tennessee, where teaching evolution had been banned by the Butler Act.
You would think that we would have come a long way since then … and we did. We passed some good legislation. Civil rights and all that. We eliminated the legalized part of our national evil. But then, we started doubling back.
We’re heading down a bleak, dark road. Again. Apparently we lack a national memory of having been here before and it ending badly. It always ends badly. A nation led by hatred, ignorance, and fear is not headed for a happy ending.