Dozer, the bulldog

Dozer, the bulldog
Dozer: He was the best dog on the planet.

Bonding

Bonding
The author of Mark's Work with Ellie Mae

Guess who's coming for dinner

Guess who's coming for dinner
Blue heron, sitting on the dock of our pond

HappyDay Farms bees are happy bees.

HappyDay Farms bees are happy bees.
Air-borne bees

BFF's forever

BFF's forever
Margie and Ellie Mae

Tomatoes and peppers are us.

Tomatoes and peppers are us.
Spicy salsa with roasted peppers, here at HappyDay Farms

Much love, John-Bryan

Much love, John-Bryan
Eric at 26 on the left, and John-Bryan in January of 1973.

Halloween fun

Halloween fun
SmallBoy and Dancing Girl

Our house

Our house
The snow season approaches...

Mahlon Masling Blue

Mahlon Masling Blue
My friend and brother.

Mark's E-mail address

bellspringsmark@gmail.com

Thursday, February 2, 2012

As the Saloon Doors Swing

As the Saloon Doors Swing
I find it captivating that common themes materialize at the different blog sites I visit.  When Judy posted her “Confession” piece (now doesn’t that sound provocative?), she did so on the same day that I re-posted a piece on my friend Mahlon.  I never hesitated to post something written previously, even though it had only been last October when I originally posted it.  My logic is that, if you had already read it, you would go on to the next post; if not, then it’s all good.
The beauty about blogging, and the aspect that originally attracted me, is the “No Rules” agenda.  Even better, it’s the make-up-the-rules-as-you-go-along approach, and there’s not really anyone to tell you that you can’t.  Not inspired?  “Take the morning off, my Dear; you owe it to yourself.  Kick off your shoes and relax.  Don't thank me-that’s OK; I’m just that sort of guy.”  I’m thinking of sporting a tee-shirt that says, “No Rules?  Make up your own...”
Oops.  You wrote the second coming of Crime and Punishment this morning, and you seriously think anyone has time to read it?  She might, or she might make a mental note to drop in later, when there is a break in the action, and a few minutes to immerse oneself in someone else’s opus.  There is no timetable, and there is no framework, into which you have to shape your reading or your response, if any.  I have seen instances when a one-word response was perfect, or even a symbol, such as a smiley-face.
On the other hand, I have also waxed on eloquently in the comments section, and realized afterwards, that I probably should have just done a post.  You are all so very patient with this long-winded word-nick.  Or if there is a topic presented, for which I do not have a frame of reference, the last thing I want to do, is add some inane claptrap, and have it appear as such.  I mean, it’s OK to share claptrap, so long as it has “substance” and “depth.”  It’s like Bette Midler’s statement, in the middle of one of her variety specials, “I don’t do shows in bed no more, Honey.  I’m an artiste.”
When I first started branching out and visiting other sites, I visited one in which a reference was made to “it just being us girls here,” while a chick-topic was being bandied about, and I got real nervous.  What would “they” do if “they” found out I was lurking around at “their” sites, being of the male persuasion.  What to do?  (See how effectively-or impertinently-I can piggy-back on S. Stauss's "Them" theme?)
I checked with Sebtown (What are sisters for?) about the propriety of emailing Masked Mom, to ask for advice.  Jt’s response was, that if Masked Mom's email address were posted on her site, then she was amenable to that approach.  So I did just that, and Masked Mom was not only nice enough to set my fears to rest, she gave me some excellent advice.  It boiled down to simply using common sense.  
Just because I happened to venture to one of the Versatile Bloggers Award sites recommended to me, and it happened to be dealing with feminine issues, did not mean that I should choose that moment to spring onto the site with a pithy comment.  Maybe, I should just revisit and wait to see if there weren’t other topics discussed at later times.  It proved to be most valuable advice, because the connection I established is priceless to me.
I meet people from different parts of the country, and get the opportunity to view for myself, if what I have always believed to be true about a particular region is accurate.  Melanie intrigues me, because she is dispelling beliefs each time she posts, that I have held about the South, my entire adult life.  I am ashamed to say I let the film Easy Rider influence me far too much.
And how’s this for instant action?  Ever since I posted “To Gingst or Not to Gingst,” I have not had one single misfiring on the verification word (VW) “firing range.”  Not one.  I do not know if my brain has taken to regrouping the letters, or if my post makes me more aware, or whether it’s just blind luck.  Of course, I haven’t encountered any of those plaid, graph-paper models, either, so I may be speaking prematurely.  In any case, I have no logical explanation, except that I do keep a running list of the letter-groupings I encounter, for when I write my next installment of “VW’s available-cheap.”  And why do I not have to do VW's at Lynda's site?

 Finally, as so many of you have noted, our community, ever diverse and expanding, has such infinite capacity for unconditional support.  I maintain that this past week has been a rough one, but not so much for me, as for the members of my global community.  I have an avenue I pursue each morning, that allows me to insert various thought into the spinning dryer of my brain, and see what emerges.  I am never certain that what I write is noteworthy, but I do feel an easement in my soul.  

 Yes, the saloon doors swing both ways, as do the emotions encountered on any given morning. One day she is light and breezy, the next dark and somber.  Those peaks and valleys emulate life, and all we can do is hang on and keep our seat belts fastened, until the vehicle comes to a complete halt.  And then, maybe, add a comment.

15 comments:

  1. Haven't read the piece yet - LOVE the new photo! Damn if I don't see Matt in you now - eyes and forehead. You guys are all so handsome!

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  2. Do you remember when people used to take us for twins? Wouldn't that have been a trip? Matching outfits? We could be twins now.

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  3. Saloon or Salon?
    I so admire your writing, big bro. The images are clear, the connections are made. This whole piece got me but the best two parts are "the spinning dryer of my brain" -- the perfect description -- and i could change it to "the spinning dryer of my day" and it would work too --- and the other best part is hanging on, keeping our seat belts fastened until we come to a complete halt - how do you do that? How do you take common expressions and weave them into your work?
    I just turned the dryer on so it's all a jumble right now ---

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  4. We did look alike when we were kiddos and we hung out together constantly and we wore those Catholic school uniforms. Now I think all you men in the family all look alike - maybe you and I still have the same similar eyes?

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  5. I don't know-all I see are sunglasses. :) I would be proud to have the same similar eyes as you, any day of the week, and twice on Thursdays.

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  6. Oh, "Salon" beginning tomorrow. I know I confused you with a premature announcement.

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  7. Like your sis, I, too, admire your writing! And, like you, I, too, am grateful for the "no rules, common sense" thing about blogging. And, I might add, the "nonjudgmental" thing as well - - my writing is nothing compared to you or S. Strauss, or many many others. But, I never feel judged for my lack of flare!

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  8. I value diversity in writing, both in content and in style. Textually, my writing may be on point. Both of us know though, it's not what you say, it's how you say it, and to whom it might appeal. And therein is the essence. Posting a piece that has universal appeal, must balance the two, so that if one does need a dictionary to guide one through, at least the journey is worth it. Conversely, in two sentences, I have seen some powerful posts that left me pondering for days. Thanks for the lift.

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  9. "I am ashamed to say I let the film Easy Rider influence me far too much." I don't know why, but that just made me laugh out loud! (That's LOL to you, Judy! ;))
    I am frequently guilty of "inane claptrap", but usually it's like a little word appetizer that I serve up to keep folks busy while I'm whipping up an actual meal. Either that, or I've been up to my elbows in something disgusting all day and I'm too tired to think.
    I do like the "No rules" thing about blogging. I was paralyzed on my blog for months because I would read other blogs and think "Well, I can't do that!" and then I realized I didn't have to do that because someone else was already doing it and I should probably just do my thing. Remarkably, people want to read it. This still astounds me. I am just tickled all kinds of pink that people such as yourself stop by and comment. As for the girly stuff, I am of the feminine persuasion and it makes me a bit uncomfortable, too. Good thing the internet is so huge.
    And Judy, such nice things to say up there!

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  10. Also, I would like to grow a mustache exactly like that.

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  11. Your words are eloquent in their simplicity: "I should probably just do my thing." It does not get any more succinct than that. If you do your thing, then we can appreciate the results.

    As far as the mustache goes, my face is still flaming red from the compliment.

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  12. Part of what keeps me coming back to this little community of bloggers is our differences--different styles, different ages, different homes in different regions, different life choices. Like you, I love the little glimpses into lives so different from mine. And I love, too, finding unexpected commonalities.

    (Glad that e-mail helped put you at ease!)

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  13. And one more example as to why I revel in what is happening. We are all saying the same thing in an array of manners. Good manners at that. Thanks to you, Masked Mom, who stopped to see the art work at JT's site, and the rest is recent history. Whirligig.

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