November 12, 2022 a thought for today, An old man may miss his target with a stone but never with his word. African Proverb

I’m feeling lazy today. I had planned on working some more with my new printer, as usual with a new techy product, I am having a slight problem getting it set up. But I think I will put it on the back burner for today....not in the mood to deal with it. 

On November 11 on of my photo a day “assignments” was “an arrow”. In my last blog I shared a photo of curves that I shot in the McDonald’s drive through. This arrow is from the same patch of pavement. 

We, Bob and I, picked up the curb side groceries a little while ago. Sweet Pea got to take what is becoming her weekly ride to the store with us. 

As we were leaving to go to the store, we saw a couple of snow flakes.....then when we got home it was coming down a bit heavier. I’m pretty sure there won’t be any sticking to the ground today. It’s cold outside but not that cold and hasn’t been long enough for the ground to be too cold. It’s just winter saying “here I come”. 

My second upload for yesterday was “night time”. I don’t do much with my photography at night outside. Every now and then there is a moon that grabs my attention. This one was taken as I glanced out a window in my bed room as I was getting ready to get quiet and read a book for an hour or so. . 

My trip to the doctor yesterday for a wellness check went very well.... considering. Age is descending steadily and leaving its not so subtle and sneakily mounting hints and impacts along the way.

I have been taking my time getting my new ipad set up the way I want it, as with the new printer. I use it for my daily cognitive exercises, I am moving toward my new adventure into the factime memory making part of the ipad/phone (exciting and modern communication) that so many have enjoyed before me, I do some of my daily reading on the ipad/cell phone. In line with getting it ready for the facetime adventure I have been generating and updating my contacts list. 

My first upload for today is “in my pocket”. I had my hooded jacket on for a quick errand. When I got home I cleared my pocket and this is what I had....some change, a mask, an unused Kleenex, a squished up register receipt and my ‘I voted’ sticker.  

The word today is reach.  The will to win, the desire to succeed, the urge to reach your full potential... these are the keys that will unlock the door to personal excellence. Confucius. Music is the movement of sound to reach the soul for the education of its virtue. Plato. Do not fear mistakes. You will know failure. Continue to reach out. Benjamin Franklin. The power of choosing good and evil is within the reach of all. Origen. To reach something good it is very useful to have gone astray, and thus acquire experience. Saint Teresa of Avila. And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men. Alfred Lord Tennyson. Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet. Jeremy Bentham. You traverse the world in search of happiness, which is within the reach of every man. A contented mind confers it on all. Horace. Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top. Robert Browning. We all wish to reach a ripe old age, but none of us are prepared to admit that we are already there. Francisco de Quevedo . A true disciple shows his appreciation by reaching further than his teacher, Aristotle. 

The second upload for today is “minimalist”. I did a few captures for this subject and decided I liked this one the best.  

I have talked about Ffanklinton several times. I guess I am enthralled with this area of the city. This article tells some about how it began and grew. Before Columbus became a city Franklinton was “nestled in the river-bend on the west side of the Scioto”. Early on there was a man named Lucus Sullivant was wanted to “make his place in the world”, Fanklinton and Mr. Sullivant would come together in time. Mr. Sullivant came from Ireland to Virginia in the 1700s. His father incurred many debts before he passed away and Lucas had to pay them off leaving only enough money to run a tobacco farm. At the age of 18 he moved to Kentucky where he became a surveyor. In 1784 Virginia gave up land it owned northwest of the Ohio River. In 1794 Sullivant lead a crew “into the wilderness of the Ohio territory”. For doing this job he was allowed to chose land that we wanted. He and his crew traveled on food and by canoe. In 1797 he took possession of 6,000 acres of land and laid out a village of 220 lots in Ross County. In 1803 Franklin County took over part of Ross County. This was the area that he named Franklinton in honor of Benjamin Franklin. As a side note: there is a cameo of Sullivant on a grave stone in Greenlawn Cemetery. Sullivant knew that the land in Franklinton was good because of Native Americans he met who grew corn fields near there. The Scioto River was deeper then and there was flooding so he moved the boundary further west than first chosen. He sold the land at twenty-five cents to three hundred and thirty-three. To encourage more people to buy and move to Franklinton, it he gave away some lots “near the eastern border on what would become Gift Street”.He ordered bricks and glass panes fo the “first and finest brick home in Franklinton”. Most homes were log cabins with oilskin paper stretched across the windows. He raised a family and became an honored member of Columbus. He also assisted in the building of the First Presbyterian Church. He made friendships with the Native Peoples and the European Settlers of the U.S. during the fighting of the British and in the War of 1812. In 1815 he “secured the right to build the first bridge between Franklinton and Columbus”. Until then crossing the river was by ferryboat. In 1816 the first toll bridge opened. Lucas allowed people attending religious services to travel back on forth free on Sabbaths. He allowed the free travel until he discovered much of the traffic on “Sabbath-day” was people having too much to drink ane were staggering home. He eventfully built the Columbus Academy Schoolhouse on Third Street and a milldam and grist-mill powered by the Scioto River. 

I think I am making taco salad for dinner. 

Joy

I’m feeling for the respect of the hydrant....I don’t think it was been used that much but harsh and heavy traffic residues have affected its appearance