June 4, 2023 a thought for today, If both of us were the same, one of us would be unnecessary. Traditional Proverb

One of the uploads yesterday was “empty park bench”. When Bob and I were out picking up groceries, we went by the park for this shot. 

It has been a pleasant Sunday. The sermon was interesting, the chosen hymns emotionally and spiritually rejuvenating. There were few participants in the sanctuary but those who were there were loyal and steadfast which contributes to the renewal Sunday mornings bring. 

I stopped on the way home for a cleaning item that Bob experienced at the hospital. I found them through Google and made the purchase at the corner Walgreen. Then I picked up some brunch for him and me. 

The second up load for yesterday was “your (my) choice”. This one was
taken at the Kroger where I shop. I think this is a “break” corner for some of the employees outside the store.

I made a quick swing by the park and neighborhood for the two photos for today. 

That will be the extent of my efforts for today. The rest of the afternoon is open to reflection and rest. 

One of the uploads for today is “patterns in nature”. This is in a yard that I pass on way to church activities. I like the way they mounded the earth around the tree and planted a variety of plants on the slope. I used a filter to soften the background and force focus on the mound and plants.  

The word today is problems. Every age has its problem, by solving which, humanity is helped forward, Heinrich Heine.  There are three modes of bearing the ills of life: by indifference, by philosophy, and by religion, Charles Caleb Colton. There are thousands hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root, Henry David Thoreau.  A great part of this life consists of contemplating what we cannot cure, Robert Louis Stevenson. We have no problems, only situations. Not all problems have solutions, but all situations have outcomes, John Edward Gray. The greater part of the worlds troubles are due to questions of grammar, Michel de Montaigne.  The difficult problems in life always start off being simple. Great affairs always start off being small, Lao Tzu. Usually the main problem with life conundrums is that we don’t bring to them enough imagination, Thomas Moore.  No problem can withstand the assault of sustained thinking, Voltaire.  You know what the issue is with this world?  Everyone wants some magical solution to their problem and everyone refuses to believe in magic. Lewis Carroll.  To the wise, life is a problem; to the fool, a solution. Marcus Aurelius.  Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge: it is those who know little, and not those who know much, who so positively assert that this or that problem will never be solved by science. Charles Darwin.

The second upload for today is “spring beauty”. These flowers were not far from the “patterns in nature” image. I like the simplicity of the arrangement of the blooms and the color and texture of the earth around them. I used a painterly filter set at a mild level on the entire image. 

I like the stories of this author....he writes interestingly about our city, state and it’s peoples and history. I may have shared an article on this subject earlier. This eighty plus year old brain can’t locate if or where this information is stored. So I’ll share it now. In 1828 there was a man named John Rarey, in central Ohio, who was claimed to be the “most effective and efficient horse trainer in America and through much of the rest of the world”. He claimed that his system was kindness that “appeals to the ‘intellect and affections of the horse’ and wins his confidence.” It took some broken bones from the age of twelve to gain the experience it takes to be this kind of horse trainer. At one point he took his skills to England where his “system” was put to a test with a horse name Cruiser. Curiser was claimed to be “so vicious” that he had to be in a stable where there was no possibility for him to attack someone with his mouth or heels. According to the article he was fed with a funnel so the person feeding him did not have to get any closer. The article went on to say he could kick as high at fourteen feet above the floor. It took over three hours for Mr. Rarey to subdue him when it normally took a few minutes with other spirited horses. After he was tamed, Mr. Rarey brought him back to Groveport Ohio where he was used for breeding. He was so tame at this point that people on the farm could touch him without fear of being injured. Strangers were not permitted around him due to a fear that teasing may lead to possible relapses back to  his old temperaments. In the 1850's Mr. Rarey went to Europe to share his skill in training and taming horses. During the Civil War Mr. Rarey’s methods were used to work with the horses needed for the armies of the Union. Mr. Rarey died in 1866 at the age of 37. Cruiser continued to live at the farm in Groveport where he died in 1875, he was twenty-three years old. Mr. Rarey had arranged in his will for Cruiser to be given the kindest care possible to the end of his life. 

Probably be carry-out for dinner tonight. 

Joy

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