We’ve had plenty of rain in Upstate New York this summer, so the countryside is lush and green.
A steady stream of storms hanging over our heads. A summer flooded with talk of swollen swamps, mushrooms and clouds.
And now, talk of mushroom clouds.
The sound of running water fills the damp woods, and I’ve been taking photos of pretty rivulets, graced with ferns and arching tree limbs.
But yesterday, while listening to the news about Korea, I saw this shot, of black shale in an unnamed stream, and it suited my mood.
A geology website informs us that this little waterfall runs through a “dissected plateau” – – layers of shale, sandstone, and limestone.
“Dissect” always has an unpleasant connotation to me, of high school biology class.
Personally, I like my frogs live and hopping.
The rocks are dull-colored and lifeless-looking, but if you pry open some of the layers, they’re teaming with fossils.
The ancient creatures embedded in the rock, probably thought things were going ok, and went about their business, but in some layers, the density of their remains, speaks of mass die-offs.
These were lower lifeforms, I guess they never saw it coming.
Sounding a bit downbeat! So what to do?
I suggest…go take a walk. Enjoy the green woods and the sound of waterfalls.
One of my favorite presidents, Harry Truman, used to walk two miles every day.
Following his walk, he then had one shot of bourbon.
If you feel an affection or need for clubs, ok, do your walking on a golf course.
Harry did not play golf. He just took a brisk little hike, and shook hands with people he met.
He used an old-fashioned word to describe his walk: his morning “constitutional”.
These are clearly winning concepts: Take a walk. Take a drink. Shake hands. Constitutional.
I don’t think there’s too many people, after more than sixty years, who care deeply about MacArthur’s dismissal. If you’re not a student of history, MacArthur was our top general, when we were fighting in Korea. Truman decided he’d gotten too big for his britches, and we couldn’t have a military leader who was arrogant, contemptuous, disrespectful and reckless. Korea was a bad place to be reckless.
And Harry sent him walking.
I’m not sure about this picture, I’ll be interested in any comments. I may post one in color, too, since this was an amazing purple color.
But it just struck me as such an unusual design. A big slab of steel and chrome that somehow manages to look lighthearted – – a pretty neat trick, at 3,420 pounds.
I took a picture of an old Chrysler, and didn’t see the reflection of the flags until I got home. This is similar to the one owned by Harry Truman, who would drive with his wife Bess to NYC, to visit their daughter. He drove it himself, with no Secret Service detail.
This reminded me of the 1975 song by Robert Lamm of the band “Chicago,” who was not a fan of Richard Nixon –
America needs you Harry Truman ~ Harry could you please come home
Things are looking bad ~ I know you would be mad ~
To see what kind of men ~ Prevail upon the land you love ~
America’s wondering, how we got here ~ Harry all we get is lies~
We’re gettin’ safer cars ~ Rocket ships to Mars ~
From men who’d sell us out~ To get themselves a piece of power ~
We’d love to hear you speak your mind ~ In plain and simple ways ~
Call a spade a spade~ Like you did back in the day ~
You would play piano ~ Each morning walk a mile ~
Speak of what was going down ~ With honesty and style ~
~ America’s calling Harry Truman ~ Harry you know what to do ~
The world is turnin’ round ~ and losin’ lots of ground
Oh Harry is there something we can do to save the land we love ~~~~~ by Robert Lamm