The past week has been both productive and at the the same time – plodding. I’ve been feeling a little sad, or is it depressed, & was not sure why. The weather is a factor – as much as I like layering I’m officially over it. The time it takes to get ready to go any where makes wanting to go any where a matter perseverance rather than of pleasure. 
I’m tired of negotiating slippery, unshovelled, stretches of icy sidewalks – of spending energy trying not to fall as opposed to on what to take pictures of. Freezing my hands to use my camera had no appeal. The best part of my walks has been sending cell pics to some of the guys I see – it’s almost like having them on the walk with me.
Another thing that is lowering my spirits is my decision not to go to Capturing Fire this year. This is mainly financial as I need new glasses, plus I’ve already booked my visit to Cape Breton. When I booked the Cape Breton I thought it would be easy to skip Fire but it isn’t. Though, if 649 or Lotto Max pay off soon enough I’ll go.
I’m into the last section of Coal Dusters (only another 50,000 words to go) & I’ve been enjoying revisiting & reinvesting in these characters, I don’t really want to say goodbye to them. Though getting on to Picture Perfect will be great fun. I don’t mind feeling a little low though – it’s like the the ache of the earth as frost leaves.
Turning The News Off
I’ve lost track of what the truth is
there is one side and the other
there are the facts
and then there is how they are
in translation
in context
in spin
I want to confront someone
anyone
on the state of things
but no one is responsible
no one is accountable
except the receptionist
of the spokesperson
speaking on behalf of the unnamed source
too many people to punch
not that I want to punch
I only want to know
what the in the hell is going on
global warming
war in (you fill in the blank)
no, it’s not a war
it’s peace keeping
it’s rebuilding a fragile ecosystem
with guns
with oil pipe lines
I want know who to believe
to have something to believe in
is the truth relevant to survival
does it matter if I find out
who killed Kennedy
as long as the buses run on time
though time is fleeting
& no one tells the right time anymore
it’s so
no one wants to be wrong
I don’t know what right is anymore
which pile of bs do we attack first
besides it isn’t bs
it’s the grease that keeps the wheels turning
it’s fertilizer
so accept the stench
& get on with what ever
you where doing
it’s none of your business anyways
even if it’s your life
in your back yard
you may have the right to remain silent
but that seems to only
when you know the truth
while there is no one to tell it to
no one can change conditions
fast enough clean things up
you don’t understand
that may be what I said
but that isn’t want I meant
you are taking it the wrong way
twisting it to suit your view point
which is unfair
besides it is none of your business
even though
you are the ones to pay for it
in the long run
with your tax dollars
to figure out who did what
costs more to reveal a truth
than the damage
the lie may or may not have caused
if it was a lie
if it was collusion behind closed doors
it was for your benefit
so why not stop worrying
get on with your little life
leave the important stuff
to people you can’t control
who all know better than you
who can afford the price of the truth
who are free of integrity
in fact be grateful you are in the dark
it is safe there trust me
the truth isn’t relevant anymore
every Tuesday 2019
June – Capturing Fire 2019 – Washington D.C. 
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August 2-13: getting back to my roots in Cape Breton 
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