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celebrating health with health

A respected friend is teaching a zoom workshop monthly, starting May 22.  Here’s the image I made, to help him advertise it. Maybe too many words, huh.  And pics with people in them get more attention.  But he might fill his class.  We’ll see. walks Yesterday Ming and I went for a walk by the… Read More »

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Red Springs

Yesterday we went to Red Springs for our morning walk.  It was fun to be at a new place.  I’d been there before, in the picnic area, like for the Las Vegas Radical Mental Health rock workshop, before covid.  But apparently, I never walked up the boardwalk to the spring. There were the big jackrabbits,… Read More »

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urban river

We took another riverside walk.  I love paralleling this urban river.  These photos are amazing, if I do say so.  This was here in Las Vegas, on the Neon to Nature trail, headed north from near the Trader Joe’s on West Washington. First we encountered a roadside memorial.  “An anarchist died here,” I said to… Read More »

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moonshadow

This morning very early, I recorded a cover of Moonshadow.  It was fun.  I hope you like it, if you listen. Then Ming and I went for a morning walk that was a little too ambitious for me.  When we come here to Beatty, I always want to rest a lot.  I think it’s the… Read More »

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urban hike

We went on an urban hike.  Then another, then another.  It became the most natural thing in the world.  Like, why weren’t we doing this every day, before? I like the urban river, its trash, moving through space on flat paths.  Early morning light.  Giving health to my body, and long conversations as we walk,… Read More »

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fat is ok

This morning on our walk, I said good morning to the weird new guy on the corner like usual.  And I waved.  He slightly smiled and waved back.  I was surprised and very happy; always before, I said good morning and he just looked at me weird.  This is a huge victory!  Oh, to be… Read More »

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trash is beautiful

Hey, did you know I’m fat and against fascism?  Probably you noticed. My trike wheel is in the shop, supposed to be done Friday.  We went for a walk out of desperation.  “Walking seems so slow and the incorrect ratio of work to travel,” I told Ming.  “I wish I could trike everywhere!” But the… Read More »