@foxfier Well, hi there! Long time no see!

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@mikeh Well done on that article.

@blondeandgeeky you are so cool and smart!

@docjay I read Seawriter's post "Earth: The Land" and started poking around Kipling. I remembered that he is locally known for having visited and fished the Clackamas River. I discovered that he wrote it up in his travel book "Sea to Sea". Out of copyright so available on the web. http://telelib.com/authors/K/KiplingRudyard/prose/FromSeaToSea/seatosea_XXVII.html Enjoy.

@MarjorieReynolds Thank you so much, Marjorie R, for everything! Stephen Daly

Upon the news that Washington state passed a bill to allow the composting of human remains (https://tinyurl.com/y5b93hq2) this poem came to mind: Reincarnation, by Wally McRae "What does Reincarnation mean?" A cowpoke asked his friend. His pal replied, "It happens when Yer life has reached its end. They comb yer hair, and warsh yer neck, And clean yer fingernails, And lay you in a padded box Away from life’s travails." "The box and you goes in a hole, That’s been dug into the ground. Reincarnation starts in when Yore planted ‘neath a mound. Them clods melt down, just like yer box, And you who is inside. And then yore just beginnin’ on Yer transformation ride." "In a while, the grass’ll grow Upon yer rendered mound. Till some day on yer moldered grave A lonely flower is found. And say a hoss should wander by And graze upon this flower That once wuz you, but now’s become Yer vegetative bower." "The posy that the hoss done ate Up, with his other feed, Makes bone, and fat, and muscle Essential to the steed, But some is left that he can’t use And so it passes through, And finally lays upon the ground This thing, that once wuz you." "Then say, by chance, I wanders by And sees this upon the ground, And I ponders, and I wonders at, This object that I found. I thinks of reincarnation, Of life and death, and such, And come away concludin’: Slim, You ain’t changed, all that much." McRae lives in Rosebud, Montana. After Baxter Black is probably America's best know cowboy poet.

Anyone else notice that Trump is absolutely incapable of setting aside a grudge, Megan Fox, gold star mothers, babies, anybody else's wife (that he has decided not to seduce at that particular moment. He's making Hillary serving as Bill's bimbo eruption inquisitor seem fair and balanced.