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Friday, 30 December 2005

My visitor...

Jonathan visited my house the other day with his Pittsburgh Steeler uniform.Coffee, hot and dark

| posted by David Passmore (aka dpassmore), December 30, 2005 21:48 |
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Niagara Falls photos from my cell phone...


Niagara hydroelectric power plant


Spanish aero car over the Niagara whirlpool

Cold, wet day in Niagara Falls, Canada, on 24 December 2005.Coffee, hot and dark

| posted by David Passmore (aka dpassmore), December 30, 2005 21:22 |
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Tuesday, 27 December 2005

At 58 years old on Christmas 2005...

Annie, my daughter,  took this picture of me on Christmas day in Cheektowaga, New York. That's why she is a photography major at Penn State!Coffee, hot and dark

| posted by David Passmore (aka dpassmore), December 27, 2005 21:47 |
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Sunday, 25 December 2005

David Passmore recites Matthew Arnold's Calais Sands in the atrium of the Hampton Inn in Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada, at 7:00 am on Christmas morning, 25 December 2005...

A transcription of this poem is found in another posting on this blog, 24 December 2005, the day before Christmas, @ 6:00 am in Niagara Falls, Canada.... You may listen to the recitation by downloading the 2.9mb MP3 file from:

http://emerge.ed.psu.edu:1026/movies/arnold_calais.mp3
Podcast consumers among you can get this reading the easy way through my podcast feed:
Just outside the window of the atrium was this beautiful sunrise:
Thanks, God, for cueing that sunrise up for me. Perfect timing on your part.Coffee, hot and dark

| posted by David Passmore (aka dpassmore), December 25, 2005 09:04 |
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Saturday, 24 December 2005

A poem by Yeats...Brown Penny...on a Christmas eve...

I whispered, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.'
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.

O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.Coffee, hot and dark

| posted by David Passmore (aka dpassmore), December 24, 2005 22:07 |
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