Category Archives: Essays

Fountain of Youth

Posted on February 23, 2025 by timmo53

“Nature is not only stranger than we suppose, nature is stranger than we can suppose.”  ― J.B.S. Haldane, Possible Worlds, 1927 ********* This story concerns my best recollections from late 2011 through the spring of 2012, nearly seven years after … Continue reading →

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New Year’s resolution 2025

Posted on December 31, 2024 by timmo53

First of all, I feel like should make a few comments about the new year’s resolution ritual itself. In my experience, one well-crafted resolution is enough. If there are more goals or stipulations, it helps to have some glue or … Continue reading →

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Twelve Days of ….

Posted on December 29, 2024 by timmo53

Many years ago my wife Lynn and I devised our own version of a Christmas tradition. We celebrate with this simple ritual based on the “Twelve Days of Christmas” song and concept: one gift per day, beginning on December 25 … Continue reading →

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Thoughts about essays

Posted on January 28, 2024 by timmo53

Essays are all about understanding… the world around us, the past, searching for meaning, and simply discovery in its own right. Much has been written about essays, but here I want only to make two points: 1) that the word essay … Continue reading →

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Flying Lessons

Posted on January 3, 2024 by timmo53

Early one morning the crisp fall air crackled with the voices of a thousand birds announcing their arduous southward journey. Though some will not return, go they must. And so sweet pre-dawn songs of homesteading had given way to the … Continue reading →

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Ladybug Hill

Posted on November 12, 2010 by timmo53

I awoke one September day with autumn in my blood.  The academic year had just begun with its comfortable, addictive commotion –anxious, hormonally charged faces, the smell of new books, the ring of cash registers, and the chatter of new … Continue reading →

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