Vonnegut

Vonnegut has died. He was crazy and funny and brilliant and, ultimately, believed in humanity. If you haven't read him, give him a shot. What a legacy!

A poem of Kurt Vonnegut's is particularly apt in these days:

When the last living thing

has died on account of us,

how poetical it would be

if Earth could say,

in a voice floating up

perhaps

from the floor

of the Grand Canyon,

“It is done.”

People did not like it here.

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Snow remains on the ground here in Hancock, and I miss the spring. So here's a taste of what's to come in a few weeks.

Comments

[Pat Otterness]

Vicki - This photo brings Robert Frost's poem Mending Wall to mind. I come down on the side of the guy who felt that "good fences make good neighbors", but then I have an iris garden, and my neighbors have marauder cows. Nice photos. Pat

[Pat Otterness]

We automated robots have feelings too, you know. :-)