tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123631695572626256.post6207796583766788452..comments2024-03-28T10:36:00.148+00:00Comments on Shadows & Light: Spring Street, June 2007Steve Reedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123631695572626256.post-56661955321276583652007-07-01T13:46:00.000+01:002007-07-01T13:46:00.000+01:00Steve this is so weird. In our own very different ...Steve this is so weird. In our own very different ways, we have written the same post this morning. Oh, I love the way our minds - such different minds - follow the same wavelengths so much of the time. <br><br>As for categorizing, that's just us trying to understand the world. The problem is when we get attached to our own categories. It's a big problem.<br><br>It's gorgeous here today. Hope you're sharing the cool, clear air. Happy Sunday!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123631695572626256.post-55566773899855624392007-07-01T15:02:00.000+01:002007-07-01T15:02:00.000+01:00I think it is in our nature to classify things. H...I think it is in our nature to classify things. <br><br>Humans seem driven to try and make sense of the universe by forcing order upon it. The snail doesn't know he is a snail because he is only a snail to us. <br><br>I think classification is also a survival technique. That mushroom will kill you, that one is delicious. Those people are the enemy, those are our friends, etc.<br><br>Anyway, have a great day. Hopefully some of Reya's weather made it your way. It is going to be 110 here today.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123631695572626256.post-53467534079316582322007-07-02T18:16:00.000+01:002007-07-02T18:16:00.000+01:00i was an avid rock collector as a kid. my dad trie...i was an avid rock collector as a kid. my dad tried to get me into stamps, but I only liked weird ones and wanted to make collages with them so he gave up and gave me more rocks. I used to collect beach glass too. But I never could remember much about the classification of things--scatterbrained.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123631695572626256.post-27398093053674742692007-07-02T20:46:00.000+01:002007-07-02T20:46:00.000+01:00oh yes - love beach glass!(and this pic, as you kn...oh yes - love beach glass!<br><br>(and this pic, as you know)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123631695572626256.post-31280610413416476662007-07-02T22:23:00.000+01:002007-07-02T22:23:00.000+01:00i always thought there was a hint of snail about y...i always thought there was a hint of snail about you ste<br>;0pAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123631695572626256.post-10303081492317105442007-07-03T03:33:00.000+01:002007-07-03T03:33:00.000+01:00This photo is spectacular! May I please use it an...This photo is spectacular! May I please use it an upcoming post? As usual, your photos and writing often remind me of pleasant memories!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123631695572626256.post-79000692693872018372007-07-12T05:22:00.000+01:002007-07-12T05:22:00.000+01:00Junryu, I'm just catching up with my blogreading. ...Junryu, I'm just catching up with my blogreading. This is a beautiful, beautiful photo. I'd put this on my wall, if I had any wall to spare.<br><br>As for the relative & the absolute, well:-- the relative is the relative, & the absolute is the absolute. Just chill out, chop wood carry water, & all that good Zen shit, blah blah blah....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com