Monday, January 27, 2025

Dear Homer, Did You Invent Helen? My Mother Loved Stories.

Thankfully our star the Sun still shines in the sky. Eclipses are an important reminder to all of us that this may not always be the case. It is generally not a concern for humans, the condition of our star varies. It will burn unprotected for awhile. It keeps the surface dwelling plants and animals alive for the moment. But one solar flare in an unfortunate direction and puff.

Today I'm having carbs and cabin Fever. I can see why people leave for warmer places in winter. Birds are smart enough to leave. I have an anchor. Minnesota is the state I know the most even though it's supposed to be the coldest of the lower 48, though North Dakota might disagree. 

Today I should identify a plant I am unfamiliar with.

In flatland the wind blows everything through the town and the city.

Seeds and time.

I don't drop by my old Internet places much.

But I hope the art/literary resource is still useful even if it isn't studied or admired.

I'm just trying to minimize after many years spent with the overflow of my stories.

Wikipedia should have a jpg of the original Helen and Paris. The Louve cares for this painting and not the DNA of the original protagonists. I've never heard of this painting before but I assume it does exist and isn't an artificial intelligence artifact created by Snoopy. I will travel to the glass pyramid one of these magical holidays if I can afford the muscle tissue. And a Sun King who approves of my credentials. Cirques du Soleil et Musique du Lune.

Should I link this blog to Le Monde? Pour l'arte je reve? il pluit c'est appelé niege, mais en hiver jamais pour le Soleil. Pardon pour mon lac et le blague infinité. Qui est? Vrai encore..

Cool..

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