Time Well Spent

Steve Jobs, 2005 Stanford Commencement Address

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college…

[But that made me everything that I am, for which I am grateful.]

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice.

And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary…

[In conclusion,] Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.





“Be all you can be,” said an old Army television slogan. “Read all you can,” says James Mattis, former Marine Corps commander, general, Secretary of Defense, now retired, and author of Call Sign Chaos: Learning to Lead.

Read and you will be more than you could imagine, is the point of the book.

Enough said.

Stressless engages the mind and body. It facilitates conversation, promotes happiness and well-being. Stressless for the good times and sad times, Stressless for the quiet times in your life when a good book is all you need.


If life is a balancing act…

What a circus act we women perform every day of our lives. Look at us. We run a tightrope daily, balancing a pile of books on the head. Baby-carriage, parasol, kitchen chair, still under control. Steady now! This is not the life of simplicity but the life of multiplicity that the wise men warn us of.

Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift From the Sea.



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Traveling Man


The use of traveling is to regulate imagination by reality and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.
Samuel Johnson

Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.
Mark Twain

Pretty Polynesian baby over the sea
I remember the night
When we walked in the sands of the Waikiki
And I held you oh so tight
Oh, I’m a travelin’ man
Yes, I’m a travelin’ man
Yes, I’m a travelin’ man
Whoa, I’m a travelin’ man
Ricky Nelson, Travelin Man 1961, Songwriters: Leon R. Wilkeson / Ronnie Van Zant


Who let’s their dog sleep in their bed?

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Who let’s their dog sleep in their bed?

About half of all dog owners according to the American Kennel Club, and the odds go up if you are a woman.

Should I? Why not?


In winter, a dog is better than a heated blanket. The sound of his or her snoring like meditation music, a holy Gregorian chant. The rustling of his or her body, a soothing, healing massage. Plus, look at it like a security blanket, a guard against intruders all night long. Okay, in summer, it’s too hot, but by then, Fido has figured it out just the same.

Hey, if we think in primordial times, dogs lived in packs. With you, it is a pack of two.

Dogs are loyal, brave, patient, and understanding, qualities that might, if your dog sleeps in the bed, rub off on you.

Celebrity endorsements

Super hero, Chris Evans, aka Captain America, likes to go home, after saving the world, and cuddle up next to man’s best sidekick — his rescue dog, Dodger.

Does this describe you?

The Great American Forest

“Our native woods are too scarce and too valuable, to degrade them to wasteful and unlovely uses.”
Paraphrasing Gustav Stickley,
“The Destruction of American Forests,” The Craftsman, November 1909

I am a “tree hugger” and a “tree hugger” will I always be.

As a child my friends and I climbed trees;  with hammer and bent nails building rickety platforms on the sturdy branches of oak trees, so that we, along with our squirrel friends and the birds, could watch the world from on high. Thus we knew what eagles saw as they soared among the clouds.

As the father of two wonderful children, I lovingly planted trees, one for each, and watched them grow tall and strong.

I am a tree hugger.

I am an unabashed wanderer like Robert Frost or Thoreau. One who loves to walk in the woodlands, who loves to watch the trees in spring turn green, and spot the lovely dogwood flowers white and pink. In summer, to lay beside the river stream beneath the shady sycamore and elm, and in the fall to stroll the mountainside of America’s parks in awe of colors red, yellow, and gold from the maple and cherry trees.

Do not despair that winter steals Nature’s leaves and leaves the branches bare, for the pine and the cedar will forever be evergreen.

Good News!

Good news to all my fellow arborists, the North American hardwoods that come from Appalachian and Adirondack forests are growing considerably faster than they are being harvested. So much so that the American timberlands that stretch from Kentucky to Maine have doubled in volume.

Good news for wanderers like me.

“In life,” Gustav Stickley observed, “beauty and satisfaction are borne of economy.” Thus a walk in the park is good enough for me.




Nature resumed her loveliness

Winter seemed to last forever, the sky was gray, the earth was cold and brown, the branches of the trees were bare, the birds had gone who knows where, until one day …

Then beautiful spring came and Nature resumed her loveliness. In the forest the violets bloom blue and purple, tufts of grass are green, and Robins proudly show their red breast as they chirp and sing; thus my soul spoke to me, it’s time to go outdoors again, it’s time to plant and grow again.

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Hooray, it’s Spring!