I had a nice ride up the "General Knox Trail" this morning to the lovely little town of Blandford Mass.. Blandford is yet another small town in the Berkshires, but I spent a lot of time there as a kid. My best friend (from my toddler years until I was about ten years old) lived there, and I entered several paintings in the Blandford Fair.
I attended Church at the Blandford Congregational Church. It was pleasant, though I'll admit, I did fall asleep, I mean...I was meditating!
My mother broke my...meditation...with an elbow to the ribs and I remained focused for about two minutes before I was...meditating again.
After Church, I descended from the mountain top via route 23, left my scooter at my Mom's house and treated her to a nice lunch at Applebee's. It was quite pleasant.
Now, I'm off to ride again. I'm hoping to meet up with another scootster, but am waiting for a call. If not, I've got plenty of places to go.
Here is another video blog from yesterday of Southampton Mass.:
Frigid Rituals in Life and on a Vespa Scooter
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Invisible Power As if propelled by some magical invisible power I find
myself once again staring at my scooter in the snow. A vaguely familiar
frigid rit...
Why I'm a Grammar Snob and Other Stuff
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A fellow sexagenarian and one time classmate, my friend Greg has been a
trusted confidante for many years and we share numbers of emails back and
forth ea...
Resistance
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*Do not enter the path of the wicked And do not proceed in the way of evil
men. **Avoid it, do not pass by it; Turn away from it and pass on.*
Proverbs 4...
This is the end.
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This will be my last entry in this blog.
I have been told that I am now terminal with my cancer, and I've been
writing so much on Facebook, that I don't hav...
A Witch
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I don't remember the circumstances that led up to it, but I was following
an old woman who looked to be somewhere between 65-75 years old. She was
leading ...
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