tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507Tue, 16 Sep 2025 08:08:29 +0000Dedicated to people who zig and zag their way through life.http://jimhession.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Jim)Blogger154125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-6948378931615855978Mon, 23 Aug 2010 10:41:00 +00002010-08-23T06:41:00.272-04:00The WatcherI'm watching youyour eyesyour smileor lack thereofAn old table radiowaiting to be tuned incalibrate meto your signalYour body movementhead bobtonesilenceNo phone callsno e-mailscan't see your faceto know how to reactDo lids risingmean disapprovalare eyes dartingto get awayWatching and waitingwaiting and watchingwatchingwaitingI'm who I think you want me to benot who I amI am the watcherhttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/08/watcher.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-431098168529019132Wed, 18 Aug 2010 13:24:00 +00002010-08-18T09:24:00.997-04:00At my endstrip me downa store mannequinat the end of the seasonRecycle memy clothesmy skinmy bonesDon't bother with my eyesthey've seen too much alreadymy earsthey barely workThe right shoulderno longer throws a balland the leftyoga did it inThe wrist I broke skiingit's never been the sameeight fingers are still usablethe middle ones worn outMy brain is shot from working overtimemy hair, what's http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/08/recycle-me.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-2765986104872769377Fri, 13 Aug 2010 10:23:00 +00002010-08-13T06:29:13.693-04:00No "Sing Along with Mitch" anymoreMiller died at 99no more bouncing ballsno goatee surrounding silly grinI laughed at him in 1960a useless old manwhen I was 10and he was 49Stranger in the mirror mistsurely not meno haircreases and crevicesI discount the oldincluding me?I need young lovefor an old manhttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/08/old-man.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-1832118752276234811Tue, 10 Aug 2010 09:56:00 +00002010-08-10T05:56:00.553-04:00Despitemy sorry jokesmy sagging skinmy greying hairmy bad wardrobestill, I am lovedDespitemy inflexibilitymy hard headednessmy controllingmy know it all attitudestill, I am lovedDespitemy rantsmy ups and downsmy boyish tearsmy painstill, I am lovedby youhttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-i-am-loved.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-6052671496399915613Sat, 31 Jul 2010 09:53:00 +00002010-07-31T05:53:00.441-04:00Love is gatheredover yearsdeliberatelyfrom unlikely placesbushes on the side of the roadcobwebs in the cornerunderneath the car seatfrom the pocket of an old coatLove is the cry of a childa bark of the doggiggles in bedsharp wordshammering nailsfolding laundrybaking cookiespaying billsLove is gatheredkneadedbraidedwovenslappedcrushedstrippedtossed asiderediscoveredsoothedglued togetherheld in http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-is-gathered.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-6785924418577591080Sat, 24 Jul 2010 11:46:00 +00002010-07-24T07:46:00.905-04:00Simple question:Give me the viewfrom 30,000 feetyour childhood home Simple answer:Scary and unpredictableSlideshow beginsin my headconversation endsconnection severedOverwhelmedcells explodingI can't listena child againI leaveout the windowto treetopsgreen crowns of safetygoneagainit's all I havemy only protectionWill I always beback to the wallfacing windowslooking for treetops? http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/07/disassociation.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-8989820746168677119Sun, 18 Jul 2010 23:46:00 +00002010-07-18T19:46:00.601-04:00An imagesomething growingdeep insideburied in intestinal sludgewhere tears and fears uniteamorphous shapessongs crying to be releasedAn imageapples hanging precariously listening to whispershttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/07/image.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-3602986751016242483Tue, 13 Jul 2010 13:09:00 +00002010-07-13T09:09:00.116-04:00Just after Day's endFireflies emerge to startleAm I blinkingOr is it them?Seized by the momentReverieHow to captureTo preserve for tomorrow's pleasureNo.Reverieis in the startlein the discovery http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/07/reverie.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-1208739872971626783Sun, 11 Jul 2010 22:59:00 +00002010-07-11T19:07:07.401-04:00Sweetness requires both light and dark.A little vinegar mellows the mix.Chocolate and nuts are a balancing act.In heat, cookies spread and touch each other.It's best if your nuts are toasted, but it's easy to get burned.http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-lessons-of-chocolate-chip-cookies.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-8421181673077192128Wed, 07 Jul 2010 17:49:00 +00002010-07-07T13:39:00.392-04:00 My dancer moved with grace Twenty five years ago First of many recitals Grass skirt hula Short bangshttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-dancer.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-470027238568555442Sun, 04 Jul 2010 18:15:00 +00002010-07-06T14:00:17.211-04:00Watermelon smileLemonade laughterBlueberry eyesSweet potato noseA little melon mojo fromThe girl with the strawberry curls http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2010/07/watermelon-smile.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-7608289044311582904Fri, 25 Jul 2008 23:20:00 +00002008-07-25T19:29:16.405-04:00The theme of the last two days has been fog. Actually, it has been more than two days but I don’t want to count. Yesterday we drove down the Eastern Shore by the Marine Road. The picture above was typical of the ocean views. I took this around the town of Ecum Secum. That reminds me of a game that I used to play with my kids called “No Peekin’.”The highlight of the day was the menu for Pace’s http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/fog-and-other-frings.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-5843322953975883214Mon, 21 Jul 2008 17:16:00 +00002008-07-21T13:20:05.850-04:00I awoke yesterday, Sunday morning, in Louisbourg, Nova Scotia, in a weary state. All attempts and pep talks at self-revival failed. I was tired from two long days of hard driving and sightseeing. I needed a break. I needed some down time. We were scheduled to visit the Louisbourg Fortress, a wonderful reconstruction of an Eighteenth Century fort and town. I could not bear the thought of going to http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/louisbourg-breakdown.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-2050610609215451824Sun, 20 Jul 2008 22:12:00 +00002008-07-20T18:42:57.824-04:00For the last two days we have been travelling on the Cabot Trail on Cape Bretton in Nova Scotia. The Cabot Trail, about 180 miles long, is known as one of the most scenic drives in the world and it did not disappoint.At the end of the first day we were in a crafts store near the top of the trail. The woman in the shop asked if we were planning to take the road which went off the Trail and up to http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/meat-cove.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-5587894475938234322Fri, 18 Jul 2008 08:58:00 +00002008-07-18T05:23:19.814-04:00This is one important piece of leftover business from PEI. In Charlottetown, the capital, sits St. Dunstan's Basilica, an imposing structure of Roman Catholicism. Inside the front door is a sign with warnings and prohibitions (a Catholic specialty:) "Proper attire required. "No food or drink""No Inline Skating"What? No inline skating??? I am glad that I did not drag my rollerblades all the way uphttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/holy-rollers.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-286581403579526925Thu, 17 Jul 2008 22:05:00 +00002008-07-17T18:10:17.658-04:00Tomorrow we leave Prince Edward Island for Nova Scotia and we are sad about it. Our trip here has had magical qualities that only an island can provide.PEI is defined by the wind, the sea, the land and the people. The wind blows sometimes harshly and sometimes delicately. It carries the sea on its breath. The land of red earth drew the French, the Irish and the English. They farm, they fish and http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodbye-pei.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-977038973217434800Tue, 15 Jul 2008 19:40:00 +00002008-07-15T15:42:39.450-04:00Last week we were fogged in at St. Martins, New Brunswick. We planned to drive/hike/walk the 10 km Fundy Trail which runs right along the Bay of Fundy. It is supposed to be spectacular visit and I was disappointed that we had to skip it. Who knows if we will ever be back that way.I thought at the time that maybe something else would show up because of the loss. This morning on the beach in Princehttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/mist-and-found.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-2518076306723262645Mon, 14 Jul 2008 09:29:00 +00002008-07-14T06:09:05.582-04:00Prince Edward Island has been our home for the last few days. We have been travelling the west side along the North Cape Coastal Route. The ride has been exciting along dramatic coasts, through small French villages and through potato fields. Spuds are a really big deal here since they are one of the major potato production areas of the world. The combination of potatoes and forest has caused thehttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/spuds-bottles-and-wind.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-7385763679746928621Thu, 10 Jul 2008 22:12:00 +00002008-07-10T18:17:01.362-04:00When we entered the province of New Brunswick and stopped at the information center, the gentleman, Wayne, was very helpful. He told us about all the highlights that would be on our route on the way to Prince Edward Island. And then he mentioned, “And Alma is the home of the sticky bun.” I thought that I heard him wrong and said, “What?” He repeated, “Alma is the home of the sticky bun.” Right http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/focus-on-my-buns.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-3052040363465438048Thu, 10 Jul 2008 10:31:00 +00002008-07-10T08:05:30.766-04:00It has been a day of the elements here on the Bay of Fundy in New Brunswick – fog, wind, water and now fire. I am in a campground in St. Martins where we visited caves bored by tidal waters. This area has huge tides. We walked in the caves at low tide and at high tide they are filled with water. It’s nature messing around with us.The day was ruled by fog, an evocative element if there ever was http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-has-been-day-of-elements-here-on-bay.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-898683238412571227Wed, 09 Jul 2008 00:07:00 +00002008-07-08T20:18:07.857-04:00 Today was spent visiting St. Andrews, New Brunswick, a lovely seaside town. One of the highlights is Kingsbrae, 27 acres of outstanding gardens. My eye is always drawn to the sculptures in gardens and here they were particularly whimsical.I was not my usual antisocial self and I met at least half of the town while strolling down the main street of town. It helped to have my dog, Zoe, with me. http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/fine-dining.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-2501504780341184173Mon, 07 Jul 2008 21:40:00 +00002008-07-07T17:49:09.479-04:00I am with my wife on the first day of a three week motorhome trip to Nova Scotia and Prince Edward Island. It started out as it usually does - with a dead battery. But I had my handy dandy portable generator and I was able to jump start it. Motorhomes and dead batteries go hand in hand, so I was prepared. In the past this could easily have destroyed my day, but this time the self flagellation http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/07/rules-not-to-live-by.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-6117551565936389846Wed, 13 Feb 2008 16:20:00 +00002008-02-13T11:37:23.851-05:00First, I want to give you lots of reasons why I have not blogged for awhile. I have lots of them, but none of them are particularly valid. The truth is my Inner Blogger went on a two week vacation without prior notification. He is now back and has been spoken to. He is now sulking in the corner, so I write this without his help.So I need your help. I need help with a really big question: If I gethttp://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/02/tattoo.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-3927044792026354178Tue, 29 Jan 2008 19:42:00 +00002008-01-29T14:50:28.901-05:00To beard or not to beard: that is the question. Whether ‘tis nobler to let my quarterback go out there alone, or whether I need to show my solidarity.These questions began to itch me a few days ago. I was getting a little scruffy looking because in the tropical stupor that is Fort Myers Beach I had forgotten to shave for a few days. Then the story hit the papers about the injured ankle of Tom http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-beard-or-not-to-beard.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212826218574240507.post-4029502803976740400Sun, 27 Jan 2008 20:55:00 +00002008-01-27T16:00:50.155-05:00Writing this blog has interrupted one of the most important things that I do all day. And sometimes I do it all day. I have sprung into action ruining all that I have worked so hard to attain. I have been trying to follow the advice of my newest guru, Arlo.I recently heard an interview of Arlo Guthrie on XM Radio. If you came of age in the sixties, you have to love Arlo. He was one of the http://jimhession.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-do-nothing.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jim)2