Eric's - February 28, 2010

 Dripping Springs, Texas

Chico made himself comfortable on my t-shirt. Notice his nonchalant foot against the water jug.

It's hard to believe I carried a "personal" trampoline -- at right, above.

There're ten acres but in order to be nearby, I parked down by the barn.

Enough room to spread out.

I was "into" scrubs in those days. After YEARS of living in the city I'd attained my all-time highest weight of 242 pds. (Same as I weigh now, 2/7/21)

Eric is four years younger. I was 58.

Enroute To Eric's

Texas was a disappointment, but once in a while there was some interesting architecture.

There was a suburb where you had to have a boat to get home.

And yard decor was a major source of distinguishment.

Luling (a town) offered the most diversity...

Note the finely-crafted steps...

Gingerbread !!!!

Roof & window Treatments....

Process....Not GOAL

....once we recognize the process nature of human experience and the infinite potentialities of human thinking and discovery, we give up hope of an orderly and completed system of thinking.

But having given that up, we are begun upon an intellectual adventure which has within it high excitement and genuine creative potential. Many of us will find the ambiguity and inexorable incompleteness of this approach to be threatening. Certainly I experience these feelings myself.

But I know too that once we change the conception of the enterprise in which we are engaged to that of exploration in an infinite system, once we give up the hope of making the ultimate and definitive discovery and recognize that our transaction with our experience of the out-there is a creative, artistic one, there is more to be gained than lost.

(From: The Search For Authenticity by J.F.T. Bugental 1965)

And if Manny (with cigar) sez it's so, it's so!

Originally, my first blogpost on January 23, 2011, I moved it to the beginning as I added posts that predated it.