Been silent, focused on family. We took our eldest child to college today, happy to see her grown & ready for this new chapter but sad that our little Anna is away. Later, Oliver & I bonded in the Lego store, filling a container with hundreds of loose pieces.
I am sitting solo on the patio of Walking Man Brewing in Stevenson, Washington enjoying good beer, thinking about the importance of family, friends, community, health, relaxation.
Finding shelter from the winds.
Sunday morning relaxation with cherry hand pies and the paper. Sat and talked with Erin about the world as I looked through window at dragonflies above the flower garden, feasting from a cloud of gnats. A hummingbird buzzed in, butterflies danced around.
Odd, posted a note but it’s gone and lost. Anyway, I noticed Micro.bog MacOs app now gives option of seeing a post in a browser. Nice addition. Thanks, @manton
Just seeing that the Micro.blog app on MacOs now gives me the option a post’s page in a browser. Nice new feature, @manton - thanks!
Went to a friend’s birthday party, and met his father, who had served in U.S. State Department. I asked if he knew my grandpa’s cousin, Joseph Sisco. “Yes, Ambassador Sisco!” He worked hard for peace in the Middle East. #familypride
Where to dine in Portland, Oregon on a Tuesday evening in August? Recommendations appreciated. Earlier I’ll be at the Skamania Lodge for a conference, and would enjoy a hike in the mountains, too.
Here’s a photo I want to use on my About page, and I think the way I do that is to upload it here, then link it to that page. If there’s a better way, please advise.
The tree I thought was a cherry, then a plum, turns out to be a peach. 10 gorgeous orbs ripening now. The trimming of the big oak above earlier this year gave this tree sunshine, made it happy enough to bear fruit.
A very pleasant evening in Saxapahaw, NC for live music (West African kora!) under the trees and conversation with friends.
We are committed to joining Rev. Barber in Washington on June 20, 2020 for the Mass Poor People’s Assembly and Moral March on Washington.
My daughter made chocolate chip cookies. I poured a stout. Erin began to stream Rev. William J. Barber, speaking from Pullen Memorial Baptist Church in Raleigh right now about racism, immigrants, and what – and for whom – July 4 is celebrated.
Just before heading out to dinner, I sat and listened.
Am out for dinner. I recorded a short microcast with Ferrite on my phone. How do I get this to my Micro.blog podcast? I know a few of you perfected this. Guidance?
Inside Cleveland’s Veteran’s Memorial Bridge on Saturday’s open walk, part of Cuyahoga50 celebrations of the river below.
It’s gorgeous weekend weather in Cleveland for the summer solstice, father-in-law’s 80th birthday celebration on Lake Erie, Burning River festival (marking 50 years since last fire on the Cuyahoga), a baseball game, and USMNT vs. Trinidad & Tobago.
As we remake our land, we keep uncovering piles discarded junk. Here is a collection of soda bottles.
While my daughter hosted a party for 20 classmates to celebrate final day of freshman year, I worked in the kitchen to pit yesterday’s sour cherry harvest (daughters pitted 5 pounds earlier in the day) then prepare and can pie filling. Many pies to enjoy during the winter.
I was bummed last year to miss cherry picking at Levering Orchard - the one-day window for sour cherries was the day before our departure for the South Pacific. But today worked great. My daughter Anna went with me on the 2-hour drive to SW Virginia and we picked 4 buckets.
Fun time at Durham’s Beer Study for the Champions League final. Disappointing game but great energy among these Liverpool fans.
Late afternoon thunderstorms are drenching Chapel Hill, and the box turtles are on the move. Found two on the gravel driveway.
After a great week at work, I took a drive into the country with my daughter. First stop was Maple View Ice Cream, a heavenly spot I wish I could bring all the Micro.blog community to. Next stop a friend’s horse farm for a load of compost, the smell of hay, sounds of goats. #joy
When I was younger, I wanted to be a magazine editor (National Geographic, New Yorker). I didn't set out to be a communications director, but that's what I am now at Duke University, and I'm loving my job. Many days, though, I think of myself as a park ranger, but that title isn't among the thousands of job positions listed by Duke.
Anyway, I found this proposition by M.G. Siegler, in Reading the Room, to be intriguing:
Several years ago, I wrote a post outlining a need I saw for big companies: a VP of Devil’s Advocacy. That is, someone who could serve as a gut-check ahead of product launches, to make sure they should really go forward.
A friend of mine asked for career advice. I suggested he craft his own job title, and write his ideal job description, and then make it happen. I hope he does so. Maybe he’ll be a park ranger, or a vice president of reading the room.
Delighted that my friend Russ @RCC3NC is now using Micro.blog. His first ‘memory etching’ is up.