A day of quiet reflection, living memories relived, voices remembered, faces forgotten.

Using humour to make us think, taken seriously in formal and colloquial tones alike.

Edith Piaf and Eartha Kitt on CD played by Ed at Cafe Jubilee.

Crocket Creek Band live – featuring Jim Bowman and Hale Vance (and two young musicians) – at Burger Bar. Karaoke Night coming soon on Saturdays.

Food bills lost at pay windows.

Arms tired from/of painting ceiling/walls.

Wing & Son Concert Grand upright piano smiling a toothy grin, silent laughter after years of tickled keys.

Waltzing to the Tennessee Waltz.

Enjoying life at this moment, tinnitus, sore muscles and all.

We [I] forget our blessings as we beg for more.

Sticker on fiddle case: “If it’s about bluegrass, it’s a WEED!”

Receiving only PBS stations on digital converter box is an education in itself.

Life is digging a drainage ditch next to concrete patio to divert Tropical Storm Lee’s rainy greeting.

Civilisations grow and crumble under Earth’s repeating patterns, cycles natural, megamicroclimates affected by roaming species, including oxygen-breathing organisms like us.

We rarely see our faces in the mirror and the interaction of individual light waveparticles passing through the surface at the same time.

Which part of your life feels magical? Mystical? Mysterious? Unexplainable?

Are you more skeptic than believer or the other way around?

Was the universe built just for you or is it you against the universe?

Are some parts for you and some parts against?

Is business more a competition than a cooperation?

Do you pick your own corn or buy it plastic-wrapped at the supermarket?

When you hear the word “baguette,” do you think bread or cut diamond?

Ask simple questions to set the stage for deploying thought sets to determine if dark energy exists, we’ll have colonies on the Moon/Mars, public education is a privilege, right or burden, and whatever you want to pose to question standard, accepted practices that were developed on magical beliefs [of the past/future].

You can’t keep seven billion people at the same level of happiness.

Or can you?

Risk aversion is a science or art?

Risk taking is a sport, military strategy or null option?

Every one of us lives and dies.

The in-between is the magical story of your life.

Write it well.

No assumptions, no guarantees.