US Drone Surrenders To Iran/ Blago Needs New Blog

At least it’s not cold outside.  It is raining but the warm air makes things a bit more palatable on the porch where I sit with the dog.  Both of us are a bit lonely.  Because Betsy is in Atlanta visiting her son, his wife and their new baby boy.  It’s raining there too.  She called awhile ago to give little Owen a chance to talk with his crazy grandpa and we had a great conversation.  He’s two months old and I am sixty plus so it went very well.

But now they are doing something else and I’m trying to understand why a U.S.  drone was flying over Iran when it decided to land itself and surrender to the Iranians.  Perhaps it has a message for the Ayatollah.  “Take me to your leader!”  I can see some dusty goat farmer looking out his back window and this thing is sitting there looking grim and needing a better paint job.  Clearly my assumption that someone, somewhere is in control of things is wrong.

I have this vague yearning for several drinks since I’m “on my own” and there’s no one around to remind me it would be imprudent to imbibe.  I used to write more after having one or two frosty beverages.  But then the blog crashed because I had one or two of them and clicked on a few things in the cpanel  I really didn’t understand.  So it would be better to walk even if it is raining!

You have to fight for your life sometimes!  Because it can slip away.  Today I have been putting the old blog back together on a new host.  And Bluehost has something very nice going for it.  For about one dollar per month they back up your blog EVERY DAY!  And you can get it back in parts or the whole thing without a problem.  My old host, Hostgator, did not have this.  And I doubt many other hosts have it.  Having your blog, your photos, music and anything else that is important in a cloud somewhere is an excellent thing.  And having lost photos, music and pieces of blog  in the past makes one more appreciative of this fact. 

I was fixing some of the slideshows today because they are all on Picasaweb so it’s just a matter of slamming them back into the posts where they used to be.  It’s tedious work but at the same time it was cool because these things represent some of the high points in the past few years.  Betsy and I have enjoyed some great times up and down the east coast.  All the way from Martha’s Vineyard to the Bahamas and it’s great to have a record of of all.   Blogging is really about this and losing a blog or a life because you enjoy drinking is not so cool.

And I’m sure Betsy will read this because it’s going up on FB and that’s the plan, really.  I want all my family and friends to read it!  You are all here in this room!  It may be raining outside and the ABC store (that’s where they put the vodka in Virginia) is only a mile away  but that doesn’t mean I can amble up there and bring back a small bottle to mix with the grapefruit juice already cooling right nicely in the fridge downstairs.

So I put my blog back together and I can still write.  Or take a walk in the rain.  Or sing along with Radiohead in the rain.  Or meditate in the rain.  And forget about all the things that have fallen apart in the past.

The former governor of Ohio,  “Blago”, as he is known is in the news today along with the errant drone.  He has been sentenced to fourteen years in the slammer and his wife is standing next to him with tears running down her face.  Clearly this in one blog who should have stored a little wisdom up there in the clouds.  Because now he has crashed and burned.  He should have been more careful.  I don’t know if he became reckless because of alcohol or pride or both.  Probably pride.  But he managed to pretty much destroy himself through little acts of stupidity.  And now he sees it.  Today.

It’s better to act before the fall.  It makes more sense to learn from our mistakes. 

Walk.  Past the store.  Let go.  Be empty.  Grow. 

Virginia Beach And Edgar Cayce

It turned into a very nice weekend.  We went down to the beach and stayed overnight which we have not done for a very long time due to construction on the building.  But now everything looks much better and things are beginning to return to normal.   I went out for a few hours to visit my son and his family who moved here recently.  It is so cool having them nearby.

I can remember reading about Virginia Beach forty years ago when I lived in Boston and thinking it would be a great place to live.  I read  about Edgar Cayce at that time  and his predictions made back in the 30′s and 40′s.   He suggested that Virginia Beach would be a good place to live as great changes began to occur around the world.  Yesterday I drove by his place  http://www.edgarcayce.org/ and thought about how amazing it is that we are all living near the place where he worked and lived.

Will the earth’s axis move to a new location and cause dramatic climate shifts?  Will our coastal regions change and Florida become an island?  I don’t know.   But I know that it is possible.  When we went down to the Bahamas and dove near Bimini we saw the road made of stones  that was built a long time ago and is now 20 or 30 feet under water.   It is there and Edgar Cayce talked about it before it was discovered  in recent history.

All I know for sure is that time and a spiritual tide have brought me to this shore and I can go up the road and take photos of my grandchildren.  Then I can return home in time to see the sun set over an inlet as birds fly along the ocean’s edge.   An invisible force brought me here.  It’s a very peaceful but at the same time it can move mountains when some vast cosmic necessity is born.

I hope that I will be steady enough to post a few photos when this happens.

Virginia Beach

 

Sailing In The Bahamas

Last summer we spent a week sailing around the Bahamas. And there was a hurricane churning around on the other side of Florida while we were there. So we had a few cloudy days and one really cool and amazingly intense but brief downpour. So one of my favorite songs by Jim Morrison and The Doors came to mind when I was putting some of the photos from that adventure together.

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De Grasse Heads To The Chesapeake Bay/ Admiral Hood Heads North

The British had the colonies pinned down with two large concentrations of troops.  The first was in the New York area and the second was in Virginia.   The colonial  war council minutes from a secret meeting in Connecticut  on May 22 concluded that their primary target should be  New York.

De Grasse received this news and pondered what to do.

Without first gaining the support of anyone he decided to take his entire fleet to the Chesapeake Bay.   He knew that he had a limited amount of time. Perhaps he just thought to overtake another squadron of British ships and destroy them.  Then he would send some ships back to protect the French Caribbean interests and sail back to France.

De Grasse set sail after sending notice to Washington.  He proceeded stealthily through the hazardous gap between Cuba and the Bahamas because it was less likely to alert the British. It was hurricane season but on this occasion and several others as well the weather was on the side of the colonialists.

A large fleet cannot leave port without alerting both friends and enemies but the British apparently did not know the tremendous numbers of ships involved nor their destination.   However they clearly knew that their assets in Virginia could possibly be cut off from supplies and reinforcements.  So  Admiral Hood and his squadron of 12 warships was ordered to leave the Caribbean and go to the Chesapeake Bay.   Orders were also sent to Admiral Graves in New York to head south but the ship that was carrying them was captured by an American privateer.  Tooo bad!

Admiral Hood arrived in the Chesapeake three days before de Grasse and seeing no sign of him ASSUMED he had already passed through and was heading to New York.   So he decided to head on up the coast while the French fleet of 28 ships sat  peacefully a few hundred miles to the south.

A battle was shaping up and luck was on the side of David not Goliath.

Soon all would be decided.

(to be continued)