Bird Droppings February 12, 2018 Why am I looking for data in a data-less environment?   I read earlier this morning a dialogue of sorts from a young man who is currently serving in the military. He is trying to decide on his future as he pieces together in his dialogue options and possibilities not…

Bird Droppings February 10, 2018 Hearing an owl   “If you observe a really happy man you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double dahlias in his garden. He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar button that has rolled under the radiator.”…

Bird Droppings February 9, 2018 Is it saying goodbye or is it hello?   I was thinking about Boy Scouts and a recent memory from last year. It might have been the fact I had never pulled out my Eagle Scout card from 1967 in class before that got me thinking. While mired in controversy…

Bird Droppings February 8, 2018 It is only a dropped feather? “If we consider the eagle feather with its light and dark colors, we could argue that ‘the dark colors are more beautiful and, therefore, naturally more valuable,’ or vice versa. Regardless of which colors are more beautiful, or necessary, or valuable, the truth is the…

Bird Droppings February 7, 2018 What if treaties and promises were all kept   I begin each typical morning waking up, fixing breakfast for my wife and her lunch, talking with my son for a few minutes, fixing my own breakfast and eventually finding my way to my computer. A little later as the sun…

Bird Droppings February 5, 2018 Should our children be going to school?   I drove to my son’s house to watch and get y grandchildren ready for school and then take them to school. My granddaughter was up early and we talked and she played for a bit on an art app I have on…

Bird Droppings February 4, 2018 Listening to a five note flute and thinking about friends   A year ago I was fishing with my grandson at the Atlanta Children’s Museum, when my wife, who I could see with our granddaughter a hundred feet away playing in the moon sand called me. I looked over as…

Bird Droppings February 3, 2018 Life is a puzzle falling into place and the inter-connectivity of all that is presents the final image   It was a Monday a few years back when my co-teaching partner shared a card with me from one of our students. On the first day of the semester we handed out…

Bird Droppings February 2, 2017 Writing for some, seems so difficult in a digital world   “Experience is not what happens to a man; it is what a man does with what happens to him.” Aldus Huxley   In 1965 I was introduced to this author in a tenth grade English Class. The book was…