Washed ashore in Falmouth Massachusetts.
I am picking up my blog again and things have changed a bit with so bear with me. Just getting up to speed after not using the platform in quite a long time. I picked up a new router and modem for the house and this laptop was still dropping the wifi signal. Our other devices are locked on the signal with no drops at all. The 2 phones and a Mac Mini. So I picked up an ethernet adaptor for this MB Pro I was given by Bryce and Marisa. Things are perfect now. I have a great spot on the couch near the router with a 7 ft cable.
I’m just fooling around with the editor and it is all coming back to me . Doozie is away till Sunday so there is plenty of time to bone up this weekend.
Great Barrington Mass
We do nothing.
We moved to Newburyport, MA last October and things are working out great down here . Just today I decided to begin writing again but have decided not to launch a new blog, just keep the thread going with personal and regional content. I really can’t wait to start given the current state of affairs in our Country . For me it has always been therapeutic to sit down and write. I feel better after posting. Twitter is just not cutting it for me.
The geese are back in numbers. My pillow is maybe 75 feet from the shore of Clemson Pond.
So I drift off at night with honking and awake to the same. The geese communicate all night long.
One more month here.
I will miss the geese and frogs, and the constant burbling sounds of Clemson Pond. It is a sewage detention pond and it releases gas that forms bubbles on the surface algae mat. These pop and the sound is audible, from my living room. Last evening we took a stroll. The Clemson Pond half mile and over to the Swasey.
The Squamscott River smelled like cod liver oil.
Jon Ring who I spoke with on the walk agreed.
I have the taste and odor of cod liver oil in my brain, it was seared there long ago.
Jon said that he had been by the head of tide pool at dead low tide and had noticed a sheen on the exposed rocks.
The odor dissipated once one was past the Swasey Pavilion.
There is practically no water at all coming over the Great? Dam.
The river walk could be so unique.
Last evening the sunset was pretty good!
“Between 1979 and 2013, productivity grew 64.9 percent, while hourly compensation of production and non supervisory workers, who comprise over 80 percent of the private-sector workforce, grew just 8.0 percent. Productivity thus grew eight times faster than typical worker compensation.”
I am sure you as I have seen this fact above in the last few weeks, if you are reading. I have heard and seen it brought up many times.
Just an aside, when I heard Mr Bush had visited Mr Prescott’s place of business I was excited! I was away most of last week, and raced up to Winter St on Friday morning to check it out. Maybe such a visitor would be an impetus for change.
No luck, but at least he moved the pallet pile.
Mr Bush stumbled at a campaign stop back in July with this statement.
“We have to be a lot more productive … It means that people need to work longer hours and, through their productivity, gain more income for their families.”
The fundamentals are askew really, they are messed up. The Boston Globe has an article currently regarding salaries of college graduates from top area schools. A Pharmacy School leads the list.
I wouldn’t wish a life working short staffed at Walgreens on anyone.
“Come back in 3 hours, it will be ready then”
The comments section on the Globe salary story shreds the reporter. It seems to me more of this class war, so now even the college grads are being hammered.
PhD’s , plumbers and pharmacist’s manning the barricades together.
15.00 an hour.
Finland has a significant social experiment pending of bestowing a basic income, they have not yet set on a sum.
This new plan would replace their complicated welfare programs.
The new Labour Party head in the UK and our own Bernie Sanders made me remember this fun exchange.