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| "Constant Change": junk collage, digital. |

Want music?
Click : Luther Vandross, Dance with My Father
2GN2S
Preparing for Winter, No Procrastination here.
Each hole is carefully crafted; if it's too large, other birds can easily steal the acorns, and if it's too small, the acorns can break and spoil.
By the end of summer, the woodpecker's precise work is complete. The ripened acorns are placed in the holes, with a single large tree trunk capable of holding around 50,000 acorns, ensuring the bird has enough food for a satisfying winter

Happy Birthday, Dad
I've been thinking about my Dad's birthday.
Today would be his 116th birthday.
Dad died 30 years ago, at age 86.
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| Dad and his Grandma, old photo, digital collage |
He always said he had the best childhood.
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| Dad, age 5 at the fishing hole. |
Later he lived through the depression & was forever changed and frugal. He never smoked or drank. I never heard him swear except once, when he was teaching me to drive & I popped the clutch!
My dad was a driver, Greyhound buses & later he chauffeured movie stars to work & back home. He had a lot of name dropping stories. As a young man he made the Olympic diving team only to get TB and had to miss and spend time in recovery. A heartbreak.
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| Dad, age 80, Hong Kong |
In 1990 Dad took me on a three week, 5-star trip to the Orient. Japan, Hong Kong, Macau, China, JoJakarta, Bali, Singapore, Korea, I never saw him happier that the picture above, where we were on a junk (boat) on Hong Kong Bay, "just like in the movies". He loved to dance & tell stories, he was skilled at both.































