David Johnson

Views of West Marin, CA.

As I get closer to home following a few weeks on the road, I notice myself playing a little more attention to my Bullet Journal. It has not been been off my radar completely these last week’s, but it’s that sense of coming home and jobs to do.

Tree against a Californian sky.

Greetings from 35,000ft.

His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s message on his 84th Birthday, this last Wednesday, July 10th.

Just as we teach physical hygiene to stay physically fit, we need to cultivate emotional hygiene, learning to tackle our destructive emotions, so as to better achieve peace of mind.

Wildflower garden at the University of Bristol.

Temple Church in the center of Bristol. The church was bombed during the Second World War, and while buildings around it were raised to the ground, Temple Church was kept, in its bombed state, because of its history. Set in a beautiful park.

The Everyman theater in Bristol. The moldings from the original cinema are still in place. A lovely venue for a movie.

Hayfever is a problem for me if I visit Britain over the summer. Although I am taking something to try and dry me up, yesterday was particularly bad. I went to see a matinée showing of Yesterday…yesterday to benefit from the theater’s A/C for a couple of hours. 😷🍿

Wildflowers outside the BBC in Bristol.

Monkeying around in Clifton, Bristol.

A beautiful display of British wildflowers outside of Bristol Zoo.

“Violence is what happens when we don’t know what else to do with our suffering.”

― Parker J. Palmer

Sunset over the Long Island Sound yesterday evening.

Lloyd Harbor, Long Island, NY.

Sitting amongst tall tress in Long Island, listening to the birds singing and appreciating the peaceful and restful atmosphere.

The Hudson River from the town of Hudson, NY.

Evening in the Catskill Mountains.

Today I’m heading to somewhere up in the Catskill Mountains of upstate New York. I’m not sure of our final destination? This will be a new destination for me, having never been there before.

Darn it! I was going for 30 days of posting, replies to others aside, and about 2 weeks in I didn’t get round to posting yesterday. So it is back to the start and try again.

I find airplane travel interesting. I get on the plane in one reality, and hours later I get off in another reality. No smooth transition.

I write this from a car on the way from JFK to Long Island. A family wedding this weekend.

I swear that I find it harder to travel as I get older. Perhaps I should clarify? I invariably enjoy the period traveling once I am on the road, but I find the process of leaving more difficult as the years go by. I have become quite a home body.

At a time when there feels like so much toxicity, hate & bipartisanship in politics, I find it refreshing when someone looks for any crack of light and acknowledges it. At Sunday School, Jimmy Carter Extends Praise To Trump For Restraint On Iran

I have spent a good part of the today ironing. It is not an activity that I get involved in very often, but I am heading to a family wedding soon. I don’t want to show up looking as though I have just spent a week in the back country of the West Maui Mountains!

A simple meal becomes delicious when it is greens picked straight from the garden and steamed.