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I cannot read signs that I do not like.

Blog activity subject to severe fluctuation– I am off for 12 days at our cabin retreat in Strawberry, AZ, where yes, Stephen, there are truly forests in Arizona.

So I will have my feet on the rail of the deck, or be out in the woods looking for ways to not follow rules, a short backpack trip, or just plain doing nothing. A computer is likely not high on the itinerary, nor is a newspaper (the local paper prints twice a week), nor is TV (we have none).

The world shall surely continue to spin and there shall be no whinging here about my lemon scented MacBookPro, which is on its way to a spa in California.

Now just what does “prosecuted” mean? I

did not get the photo on the drive up here, but passed a sign that said, “Tresspassers Wil be Shot… We Mean It!”

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Comments

  1. I’m a big fan, Dog, but isn’t there a little incongruity here? Imagine a sign that said, “Spammers — keep out.”

    Enjoy the R & R. I haven’t spent much time in the desert, but you might enjoy a parallel thought from the noted tech guy e. e. cummings:

    maggie and milly and molly and may
    went down to the beach (to play one day)

    and maggie discovered a shell that sang
    so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and

    milly befriended a stranded star
    whose rays five languid fingers were;

    and molly was chased by a horrible thing
    which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

    may came home with a smooth round stone
    as small as a world and as large as alone.

    For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
    it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

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