Category: Archeology of Home
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Sacred Exchanges
I awoke this morning thinking about Danusha Laméris’s poem, “Small Kindnesses”, and Rosslyn. Two discrete points of reference mingling, as if in conversation. Two planets passing, briefly eclipsing, a gravitational closeness, a tender but fleeting affinity, an ephemeral communion. The echo of a question in Laméris’s lines lingers. Like a hint, a glimmer of affirmation.…
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Sometimes Snow
Such a privilege spending time in the snow, in the mountains, skiing with my bride and my nephews. Sometimes snow is a gentle reminder to venture outdoors with people who make us feel alive. Sometimes snow challenges plans,bumps logistics,and fiddle bowsanxietiesinto brokenshards of glass.Sometimes snowfalls thick and fastin the steep woodsday after daygentling rocksand fallen…
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Dream Job
What’s your dream job? Saturday, a day for job dreaming, right? Or telemark skiing… That’s how I spent my day. But now it’s time to wax wordy about my dream job. Jobs? Hybrid job? A dream job spanning diverse occupations, vertically dissimilar vocations. Let’s start with a few of the more obvious ingredients for my…
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Un-invent Leaf Blowers!
If you could un-invent something, what would it be? A pretty whimsical consideration, but I’ll take the bait. Of course there are all sorts of tragic happenings across human history that might make tempting subjects. Likewise a few technologies that offer at least as many dangers as benefits that invite consideration for un-inventing. (Where is…
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Canine Companions
What is your favorite animal? So many animals to favor, and yet it is the wholeness, the interconnectedness, of *all* animals that I favor most. So, instead, I’ll respond to this prompt as a sort of playful panegyric to our canine companions, past, present, and future. For while I do not favor dogs above all…
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Road Trip
Wandering. Meandering. Adventuring. Road tripping. For a website revolving around a home, a property, and a place, Rosslyn Redux certainly embraces plenty of peripateticism. Rooted roving? Seems contradictory, right? Perhaps not. Today’s Bloganuary prompt, directing me contemplate past road trips, might advance a glimmer of insight. Let’s find out. Think back on your most memorable…
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Youthful Attachment
As with several other Bloganuary prompts, my first impulse with today’s “junior Geo jumpstart” was to balk. Corralling the question into some sort of Rosslyn roundup struck me as Procrustean. But morning was early, and my mind began to wander. I suspect the prompt was soliciting recollections of childhood toys and other artifacts from younger…
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Great, Greater, Greatest Gifts
Plunging into another Bloganuary prompt and once again obliged to qualify my response. This time the question is sufficiently open ended to invoke a great variety of answers. Hurrah! But I’m going to bend the inquiry toward Rosslyn for better relevance. With that prologue, on to great, greater, and greatest gifts. Here’s the Bloganuary prompt.…
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Play Daily
From our first fanciful forays — pipe dreaming and what-iffing — Rosslyn represented for Susan and for me an opportunity to play more. Or so we imagined back in 2005 and 2006 as we slowly talked each other into a monumental life change. Although fantasy and reality haven’t overlapped exactly the way we conceived, most…
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Untethering Revisited
A little over a year ago, on October 26, 2022, I penned a post, “Leaping & Untethering“, attempting to grapple substantively with beginning to imagine our lives post Rosslyn. One of many posts over the last year and a half that approach this touchy topic, the words I wrote were cautious. I included the word…
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Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas from our home to yours. We wish you merrymaking, loving laughter, a banquet shared, an opportunity to cherish “old chestnuts”, and the desire to dream up plans for new adventures. This evening’s post is a kind of scrapbook collection of images from our Rosslyn Christmas gathering with family and friends collaged together with…
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Passing Split Rock
“I’m just now passing Split Rock,” I tell Susan while sailing north toward home. Or when heading to Point Bay Marina for refueling after a wakesurf or waterski session in Whallons Bay. Or when skating south on the frozen lake… Our Rosslyn lifestyle has been informed by the moods, temperament, activities, topography, and breathtaking beauty…