Going backwards a step or two is part of the process of moving forward.
(Lead in to today’s commentary found below picture)
The underside of a Melitaea didyma butterfly.
Photograph credit: Charles J. Sharp
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Commentary
Friday, August 2, 2019
Going backwards a step or two is part of the process of moving forward.
Thinking specifically of my efforts to get the “Hey, Dom” video promos up and running.
Tomorrow, I will examine this thought in more detail.
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Commentary, This from Guest Contributor, Kali L
Friday, August 2, 2019
Kali:
I cried the entire time I wrote this and it's not the poem I wanted to write at all-
The October Nonno Died
by Kali Lamparelli
My love was ending a flight that spanned over
6,000 miles.
That morning he was in South Korea
as his grandfather was lingering in bed;
the oxygen tank pulsing in the corner.
His wife asking if he wanted a sandwich-
I was killing time touching shoes waiting-
The plane barely touched the runway before
he collected me to silently drive through Boston.
The only sounds were what the city makes;
car horns, turn signals, young lovers holding on
for dear life. It all ends.
We parked and sprinted into the hospital;
the clock couldn't be paused. We were guilty since
his pneumonia over the summer thinking we were buying
time - tiny Gods all of us. If we crossed our fingers,
or hugged a little tighter, or said I love you louder, we'd be able
to hold on and keep him. It all ends.
Nonno came screaming into the world as most babies do.
His love was the most amazing love I'd ever known spliced
together with Italian and English words. We created our own
language. He knew my secret and I knew his: family first, always.
And in the end he gave us one last, loud breath.
His wife sat there saying, I miss him already. What are you going to do? It’s life.
A short month later I’d know what her words meant as I lost my own love to life not death. I miss him, always.
I touched his casket and said to him for the last time, Ciao, baby.
If I'd known that would be the last morning I'd touch my love's face I may have thanked God a little more.
It all ends.
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Weather
Friday, August 2, 2019
Today in Boston will be 82* and a feels-like of 82* under sunny skies.
mix of sun and clouds.
Although an occasional thundershower heading our way, the next seven days will show temperatures in the eighties, a perfect summer stretch.
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Tracking Postings – Tracking Time
Friday, August 2, 2019
Our 483rd consecutive posting, committed to 5,000.
After 483 posts we’re at the 9.66 percentile of our commitment, that commitment a different way of marking the passage of time.
By the way, our posts are always done by 6.00am the day of, but are usually available by 6.00pm of the night before.
Texas hash with cornbread and green beans
AaronY - Own work
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Wednesday’s Dinner posted on
Friday, August 2, 2019
On Wednesday we enjoyed a hash made of roast beef and knockwurst.
Instead of dropping an egg on top, I beat the egg with a copious amount of grated Romano cheese and poured it over the hash, cooking the whole for another five minutes.
I prefer the flavor and the moistness that resulted.
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Chuckle of the Day:
Friday, August 2, 2019
Someone told me that Google maps can read maps backwards.
But that’s just spam.
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We love getting mail.
Contact me at domcapossela@hotmail.com
Friday, August 2, 2019
From friend Victor B:
Subject: Re: daily post
The letter 'a' at the end of a word does indeed signify a plural - if the word is a Latin neuter noun.
VB
Web Meister responds: Always glad for tuition-free education.
Victor later adding;
Be aware that: (1) the letter 'a' signifies a neuter plural in Latin only in the nominative and accusative cases, and (2) 'fructus', from which the Italian 'frutti' and 'frutta' are derived, is masculine, not neuter, in Latin.
Web Meister responds: Despite four-years of Latin I honestly didn’t know that.
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Acknowledgements
Friday, August 2, 2019
Thanks to Kali L who writes with passion.
And to Victor B who continues to educate, his true calling.
Always thanks to Wikipedia, the Lead and the Thumbnail sections of the Blog very often shaped from stories taken from that amazing website. They are truly worthy of public support.
A tip o' the hat (U.S. President Calvin Coolidge, 1924
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Today’s Thumbnail
Friday, August 2, 2019
Melitaea didyma butterfly.
Also known as the spotted fritillary or the red-band fritillary, the species is in the family Nymphalidae.
It is a medium-sized butterfly with a wingspan reaching 1.4–2.0 in.
The overside of the wings is a bright orange-brown with dark brown markings arranged in rows, which are quite variable in quantity and size.
Sometimes the color of the females is a duller orange, shaded with grey-green. The underside of the wings is checkered pale yellow and pale orange.
It is found in southern and central Europe, northern Africa, the Middle East, central Asia and Siberia.
Butterfly Swarm
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Good Morning on this Friday, the second day of August, 2019
I have a small but heavy plastic block with a preserved Monarch.
It replaces my set of brass knuckles, they so unfeminine.
Our lead picture is a butterfly and our Thumbnail adds a bit more info about the insect.
Our main commentary is an emotional piece by Kali L that started out as one thing and then got dragged by an irresistible current into deeper waters.
We posted a Boston weather report and the ‘ticking calendar’ as illustrated by the growing number of posts as calendar markers.
We posted a chuckle and shared a hash-variant dinner.
And now? Gotta go.
Che vuoi? Le pocketbook?
See you soon.
Your love.