Showing posts with label Journal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Journal. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Surface Rust

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Additional Information: Surface rust, as the name implies, is rust that is beginning to form on the surface of a metal object which has been neglected.

Metaphorically speaking, this blog suffers from a bit of surface rust.

Has anyone seen my wire brush?

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Saturday, February 27, 2010

Ant Colony

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Location: Lewes, Delaware

Additional Information: A roof leak allowed water into the walls behind a tiled shower. An ant colony took up residence behind the Hardie-Backer. I searched for and found a spray to kill insects. I could not get the concept of genocide out of my mind. 

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Monday, February 22, 2010

Edward Hines Lumber

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Additional Information: In my early twenties I went to work in a lumberyard, next to a railroad track, in Chicago, Illinois. 

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Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Hush

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Additional Information:  This picture was taken during last weekends winter storm. It is of one of two pumps that have been working overtime dewatering the area around my house.  When I first keyed into all the commotion commencing down the road I noticed what looked like a pump with the words Silent Knight on the side. As the system moved closer to my house the Silent Knight was replaced with an unshielded Thompson unit and then, after we got a good snow, a second pump appeared. For one or two full (24 Hour) days both were running. 

I can handle noise fairly well but some constant sounds really wear me out. I did not mind at all when during this last storm one pump shut down.

Tonight I noticed there was no sound. I know this most likely means a lot more sound down the road but along with the crazy weather, I'll take the break.

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Regularly Scheduled Program

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Additional Information: I am working outside this winter so I feel a real kinship with the folks installing sewer lines in my neighborhood. Last week, I mused on how fragile momentum can be as I watched this crew come back to work after one storm only to be sidelined by a second. Now, with roads almost passable, a third winter storm warning is in effect. 

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Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Friendship

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Additional Information: Whether human, canine, tool or machine, your friends help you find your sense of direction.  They encourage you to explore your potential and to constantly re-define success. It is impossible to be too hokey when discussing the value of friends.

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Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Midnight Oil

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Location: Road 92

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Thursday, December 31, 2009

Old House

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Location: Omar Light - Frankford, Delaware

Additional Information: Oddly, I believe that for many of us, old houses bring to mind our youths. Even more so than with people, old houses opened our eyes to the ageing process. People have a spark which can afford even the oldest individual a timeless quality. Old houses on the other hand begin to deteriorate fast if no one cares for them.

Along with teaching our very young eyes about age, old houses taught our very young minds about history. We saw it worn into our neighbors linoleum floors and in chewed through holes in a great uncles baseboard. Being inside an old house was like walking into a fictional history book where reality shared borders with the imagination and where we began to seamlessly fuse them into something called knowledge. 

In our previous post we featured a plaque awarded by the Rehoboth Beach Historical Society to a well kept and obviously much loved beach property. But not all old houses are granted loving recognition. If any one cares that the old house pictured above is passing the signs are not outward.

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