Been In The Storm So Long

I really thought

that after

12/21/12

we'd enter the time

after the end of time.

Or rather I hoped that.

So far,

it's business as usual.

As we slog through

continued hate,

bickering,

belittling,

I thought I'd toss out

a song,

a prayer:

Hope this storm ends,

soon,

and we all figure out

that we're better off working together

than tearing each other apart.

how do you say "sequester"?

I keep hearing the word,

but I'm still not sure what it means.

So I went online and looked up the meaning of 

Sequester.

Nearly every site I went to gave this as the primary definition:

"To cause to withdraw into seclusion"

Hmm.

So I turned to a far more 

amusing past time.

I listened to the different voices,

at the different dictionary websites,

as they said

sequester.

Here,

you do it to:

online.dictionary

meriam-webster

dictionary.com

thesaurus.com

answers.com

vocabulary.com

If I had more technical savvy,

I might be able to splice them all together,

and make a song.

But I won't.

Notably, when you listen to the pronunciation

of "sequestration"

it's hard not to notice,

that it appears 

that sequestration

includes

castration.

. . . . not too far from where I live

Buffalo, New York

gets a bad rap.

But after all the travels I've done,

and the places I've lived,

this is where I've ended up.

And sometimes they do things here that are just

too right.

Like this:

This is called a "Little Library."

Anyone is welcome to take a book, and to leave one.

they're just out there, on the streets (in the snow!)

And yes, if you're thinking:

isn't that a Frank Lloyd Wright house in the background?

Well, yes,

you're right.

That's the Darwin Martin House, one of the few multiple structure residential complexes 

designed by Wright,

and one of the biggest reconstruction projects of a Wright work.

Yes, I volunteer there, too.

I can't live in a city with something like that going on

and not try to help, even in 

the smallest way.

~ ~ ~

I'd like to say I'm hibernating, by the way,

and that is why I've not been here.

But that's not really true:

I am working like a dog.

I am tired,

and I am also writing~ ~ 

other things,

not this blog.

But I miss this blog,

and love its readers,

and I promise to return,

if only intermittently.

I'll be trying to return more and more

in the next few months

because this blog

helps me stay in touch with me.

'Til next time,

and

I hope it's soon,

here are a few photos

of Buffalo snow

:

stay warm, 

my dears ~ ~