31 years ago on Thanksgiving, I was in the Kearney Community Hospital with a broken neck, after I had totalled my brother’s BMW . This year, I was in the Sørlandet Sykehus in Arendal having elective surgery on my foot. I prefer this year’s model.

Peace and serenity were our companions when this was taken today just before 09:00 out at Rossevann during our daily walk.  It was a bit muddy out in the woods, but the sun was just breaking through when we rounded the corner down on the old logging road.  

I fear that peace and serenity will not reign in my old homeland today.  Chaos seems likely to be America’s companion for the near future.  I wish her well.  I hope that whatever the decision, she can live with it with some measure of grace and dignity.  

We’ll see…

Rocky and I were out early today on a very blustery tour.

I am currently reading “How To Do Nothing” by Jenny Odell.  It’s a fascinating book and has pushed me over the edge of the social media globus.  Today I deleted my Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter accounts.  I also deleted Google News and TikTok from my phone.  I had stopped looking at those sites a few weeks ago and nothing happened, except that I was a lot less stressed.  Odell is correct when she says that visiting social media sites leaves you in a state of low-grade dread.  In my case it also lead to a state of high-grade anger.  So…enough of that shit.

And now for something beautiful:

I just deleted all my social media accounts. How do I feel? Who really gives a shit. How I feel would be just as important now as it did one hour ago. I do, however, feel like a giant weight has been lifted from my shoulders.