SoCS: There’s Always Another

One last post about September biking vacation and then I’ll shut up. The aftertaste, the honeymoon period, has been sweet. On the Sunday of that glorious week, biking buddy and I were on the trail during most of a Green Bay Packer vs. Minnesota Viking football game that started at noon. However, in doing so, we were burning a lot of calories and around 1:00 pm, our tummies told us it was time for fuel. Carbs and protein. We decidedRead more

When Pigs Fly!

“The phrase ‘when pigs fly’ is an adynaton—a figure of speech so hyperbolic that it describes an impossibility. The implication of such a phrase is that the circumstances in question (the adynaton, and the circumstances to which the adynaton is being applied) will never occur.” I don’t believe Tank the piglet can fly, but he might be dreaming of it. Tank, the Kunekune piglet, lives on the farm from which Natasha and I purchase organic chicken and duck eggs. He andRead more

A Breakfast of Answers

I’m a little disappointed that only three readers responded to the latest WTH  v.3 challenge. Did you not eat your breakfast people? Not enough coffee or tea or sugar to foment creativity? What the heck? Seriously, though, thank you for reading, liking or participating in the last post. My simple objective, other than egotistical self-gratification, is to always engage readers at MJM and hope at least one person comes back for more melange. Okay, so back to breakfast. What didRead more

Summer’s Humanity

For this week’s challenge, share what humanity means to you. Every Saturday morning, from mid June to late October, College Avenue is filled with humanity. Humanity in search of home grown peppers, tomatoes, corn, heirloom tomatoes, fresh farm eggs, bouquets of flowers, trinkets and an assortment of food items. Four blocks, 150 vendors, a few shopping humans. We filled our bags.Read more