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Rise Again

I need to start today by wishing Faust a happy birthday. Happy birthday Faust!


Iowa State vs. South Dakota State

I hope your birthday is filled with lots of good food. I’m not sure I even remember the last time I saw Faust in person. There is a rift between us ever since he did the unthinkable and started liking hockey. I should effort to see him this year. But I can say that about a bunch of people though.

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I’m dreaming to myself
With a tear behind my eye
For a shelter is my mind
In the quiet of the night

Ever turning all the seasons
Ever fading are the days
And if there ever was a reason
I just haven’t found a way
-Brandi Carlile

I’m not going to torture you with more poetry written by artificial intelligence today. You will get enough of me “monkeying” around with artificial intelligence in Saturday’s post. I’ll just remind you that Thursdays are for flowers and flowertography season is nearly upon us. There are plants pushing through the dirt all over my yard. The lilacs and the cherry trees are starting to bud. The long winter of our discontent is nearly over!


Garden of Love - 2022

Garden of Love - 2022

Hush - 2022

Girl in the Blue Skirt - 2022

Rise Again

Rise Again

Rise Again

These were the last flower pictures I took in 2022, but don’t fear, that doesn’t mean that next Thursday will be sans flowertography. Oh no my friends, there will be flower pictures. This. I. Do. Swear!

Heart’s Content

Today is Maundy Thursday. I hope this Thursday is the maundiest Thursday you have ever had. And if you know what maundy means, you know that sentence is nonsense. But joyful nonsense.


Boone FUMC Directory

If you are not familiar with Maundy Thursday, let me explain. Pull up a chair, but don’t get too close, cause I’m about to drop knowledge bombs on you.

Maundy Thursday celebrates Jesus giving us his final commandment. Maundy is short for the Latin word mandatum, which means command. Jesus and the disciples had just shared the Last Supper, which as a Methodist I believe consisted of Welch’s Grape Juice and tortillas, and while Jesus was washing the disciples’ feet he gave them the New Commandment. I’m not sure about the tortilla part. But last Sunday when we took communion at Boone First United Methodist Church the bread that was served really tasted like a tortilla. I’m not complaining, but I have to tell somebody.

But what was this New Commandment? Was it go on social media and badmouth your neighbor? Kick people while they are down? Pile on the oppressed? Ban books? Sit in judgment of others? Tell others how to live their life?

I mean those would have been all great commandments and easy enough to follow. But the New Commandment was:

I am giving you a new commandment, that you [f]love one another. Just as I have loved you, so you too are to love one another.
-John 13:34

This version of the verse is from the Amplified version of The Bible and it has a footnote next to the word “love’ that I think is great and so I wanted to share it:

The key to understanding this and other statements about love is to know that this love (the Greek word agape) is not so much a matter of emotion as it is of doing things for the benefit of another person, that is, having an unselfish concern for another and a willingness to seek the best for another.

It isn’t necessarily an emotional love for one another. It is the type of love that is an action (not that kind of action perverts) but showing love in your actions and deeds that benefit another person. Without getting a benefit out of it in some way.

What is more, a word that is missing from this commandment is “deserve”. It isn’t a command to love those who deserve it, (which is kind of a weird concept when you think about it, there are people that are deserving of love and others that you somehow have decided are not worthy of love, but I digress) it is a command to love everybody and as Clint Eastwood says in UNFORGIVEN in what couldn’t be a more different context, “Deserves got nothing to do with it.”

But I don’t think you should cut off the scripture there. The next thing Jesus said is kind of a bomb too.

By this everyone will know that you are My disciples, if you have love and unselfish concern for one another.”
-John 13:35

It is through how you love others that others will know that you are a Christian. Now Jesus wouldn’t have ever used the phrase “Christian” and so let me change that word to “Christ Follower”.

How you love (serve) others is how they will know your are a follower of Christ.

Oh snap!

Not by wearing a cross necklace. Not by reposting something on Facebook about seeing how many “real” Christians they can get to repost the same thing. Not by slapping a bumper sticker on the back of your car for the local Christian music radio station.

But by how you treat others. All others. Even that annoying person at work that talks way too loud on the phone. Sometimes headphones are for watching Netflix at work. Sometimes they are for not having to hear that loud person too cubicles over… but that seems like an oddly specific example.

I was going to close this section on Maundy Thursday with a quote. Like most quotes it is a misattribution and so it is impossible to know who originally said it. But it goes a little something like this:

Preach the Gospel at all times. Use words if necessary.

It is often attributed to Saint Francis of Assisi, but he probably never said it.

If you Google this quote the first several hits are articles written by people that I am sure more learned than me, that absolutely hate this quote. I mean absolutely HATE this quote. They’ve written full articles about false dichotomies and neglecting personal evangelism. And this makes me think that whomever wrote or spoke these words was on to something.

I almost forgot to extend an invitation to you, if you are looking for a Maundy Thursday Worship Service. We aren’t having a service at our church this year. The Boone Ministerial Alliance has decided to combine forces. Therefore, the Maundy Thursday service you will find me at is at the First Presbyterian Church. That is the church straight across Greene Street from the Ericson Public Library. It starts at 6:30. Anyways, show up if you want.

But where will the Good Friday service be…

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Maybe you thought I hung the moon
Maybe you thought we were Johnny and June
Maybe we thought it was just us two
Maybe we spoke too soon

We never lie and we don’t tell tales
We bite our tongues and our fingernails
We fall in love and we don’t fall out
Maybe we speak too soon

Maybe we hurt who we love the most
Maybe it’s all we can stand
Maybe we walk through the world as ghosts
Break my own heart before you can
-Brandi Carlile

Thursdays are for flowers, but sometimes adorable (as Jen would say) grasshoppers sneak in. So this week I asked ChatGPT to write me a poem about grasshoppers. This is what it wrote:

Amidst the golden fields of green,
There hops a creature seldom seen,
With legs so long and wings so bright,
It’s the grasshopper, taking flight.

With nimble feet and agile grace,
It leaps and bounds from place to place,
A master of the summer breeze,
Its song a symphony to please.

In emerald hues, it blends with ease,
Into the grasses and the trees,
A fleeting glimpse of fleeting joy,
As it flits and flies, without a toy.

With every hop, it takes a chance,
To dance and sing and seek romance,
A lover of the sunny days,
Its carefree ways, forever ablaze.

So if you see a grasshopper near,
Take a moment, lend an ear,
For in its song, there lies a tale,
Of life and love, of joy and gale.
-ChatGPT

Perhaps the most beautiful words penned by artificial intelligence about our green friends.

Here is a collection of flowertography pictures I took on October 4, 2022:


Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Heart's Content

Hush - 2022

Hush - 2022

A Proud Assertion - 2022

A Proud Assertion - 2022

Soul Expansion - 2022

Soul Expansion - 2022

Soul Expansion - 2022

Raise a hand if you are getting pumped for flowertography season! There is already green things protruding out of my dirt. It is exciting times in these parts!

What Did I Ever Come Here For

I’ve been gone for so long
And how I missed you
My heart was aching for home
And then one night as I lay down
Somewhere far from you
I dreamt that I heard you call my name
But my mind was playing games

I knew right then that I’d return
To where I was before
And I was so tired of being away
That I just couldn’t stay anymore
What did I ever come here for?
-Brandi Carlile

Thursdays are for flowers. ChatGPT agrees and I had it write me a poem about it:

Sure! Here’s a poem about how Thursdays are the best days for flowers:

On Thursdays, flowers bloom with grace
Their petals soft, their colors bright
They sway in gentle winds that chase
The darkness of the night

With fragrant scents that fill the air
They lift our spirits high
And bring to us a sense of care
That money can’t buy

For Thursdays are the best of days
To bring these flowers near
To place them in a vase with praise
And let their beauty steer

Our thoughts to lighter, brighter things
And fill our hearts with cheer
For Thursdays are the days of kings
And flowers reign so dear
-ChatGPT

What should I have ChatGPT do next?

This collection of flower pictures was taken on September 17, 2022 in my yard.


Soul Expansion - 2022

Soul Expansion - 2022

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Soul Expansion - 2022

What Did I Ever Come Here For

Painted without Instruction -2022

Oh But Still... - 2022

The other day I ran into my flower guy, Mike Salama of Salama Greenhouse, and it was a definite reminder that flowertography season is almost upon us again. It is still probably over a month before I plant anything, but it could be sooner. Probably the perfect project to tackle when I get back from Chicago in late April.

Edward Grasshopper

I named this post Edward Grasshopper because I love grasshoppers and I like and am somewhat influenced by the art of Edward Hopper. I admittedly don’t know much about Edward Hopper the person, so I did a little bit of research on him and the most interesting thing about him is that he was married to another artist, Josephine Nivison. She aided him in being a model and as a creative partner.

Edward died before Josephine. She passed away 10 months after him. She left their entire artistic estate to the Whitney Museum of American Art. This is what sucks. It was believed that the Whitney turned around and just threw away all of Josephine’s artwork. BUT, thankfully they didn’t, they just shoved a bunch of them in the basement. In 2000 about 200 of Joephine’s works were discovered. Which is sad because Edward was great to Josephine the artist.

From the wiki:

Beginning in the mid-1920s Jo became her husband’s only model. It was she who thought up the names for a number of her husband’s paintings, including one of his most famous oil paintings, Nighthawks. Despite their complicated relationship, she helped when her husband felt insecure about a painting in progress, as in, for example, the case of Five A.M. (1937). As late as 1936, Jo reported that her husband was highly competitive and that her starting a work would frequently inspire Edward to start his own. In The Lonely City Olivia Laing discusses Jo’s career and how it floundered because Edward was “profoundly opposed to its existence. Edward didn’t just fail to support Jo’s painting, but rather worked actively to discourage it, mocking and denigrating the few things she did manage to produce”.

One of the paintings that Hopper did when not being a jerk to his wife, Automat, is part of the Des Moines Art Center’s collection.

Which reminds me that it should be about time for my nearly annual trip to the Des Moines Art Center with Suzie.

Here are some pictures of grasshoppers that probably love and support their significant others in every way possible:


Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

Edward Grasshopper

The last two pictures are from the Boone Art Center. Also known as the Union Pacific railroad tracks.

You Found Someone More Exciting

A good time to clean up some of the backlog. These pictures were all taken in June and never really found there way into an “Artist’s Notebook” entry. Almost all of these are from Maven’s birthday party. The other image was taken as a theme reveal for THE WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE theme SELF-PORTRAIT. That picture was actually taken by Jay.


Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

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Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

Maven's Birthday Party - 2022

You Found Someone More Exciting

You Found Someone More Exciting

You Found Someone More Exciting

One of the things that Shawn and Sara excel in is throwing parties that are photogenic. More people should look into that.

A Promise to Keep

This is my last pitch to get you to join the Roundball Oracles NCAA Tournament Pool for this year. The deadline to enter this year’s pool is approximately 2 hours after this post publishes.

I just wanted to brag on the state of Iowa a little bit. Something I rarely get to do these days. Iowa is the center of the basketball universe. There are 363 colleges that field Division 1 Men’s and Women’s basketball programs. 68 Men’s and Women’s teams make the NCAA Tournament.

Of those 363 schools, only 26 schools got a team invited to both the Men’s and Women’s NCAA Tournament. Of those 26, 3 of those schools are in Iowa!

Check out this graphic from Fox Sports:



The state of Iowa only has 4 schools with Division 1 Programs. Iowa State University. University of Iowa. Drake University. University of Northern Iowa. Despite only having 4 schools that could achieve this feat, Iowa is the only state to have 3 schools do it. Iowa State. Iowa. Drake. Sorry, Northern Iowa. I’m sure you are good at something.

Full disclosure, the stats I’m about to reference are a couple of years old, but if anything, the numbers have went up.

California has 26 Division 1 Schools. 2 accomplished this feat: USC and UCLA
Texas has 24 Division 1 Schools. 2 accomplished this feat: Baylor and Texas (Horns Down!)
New York has 22 Division 1 Schools. 1 school accomplished this feat: Iona
North Carolina has 18 Division 1 Schools. 2 schools accomplished this feat: Duke and North Carolina State
Pennsylvania and Virginia both have 14 Division 1 Schools: They combined to have zero schools accomplish this feat.
Florida, Ohio, and Illinois each have 13 Division 1 Schools. Only Illinois and Miami (Fl.) from those states accomplished this feat.
Louisiana, South Carolina, and Tennessee each have 12 Division 1 Schools. Only Tennessee accomplished this feat.

Iowa, had 3 schools do it.

The Big 12 States of Kansas and Oklahoma combined to have zero schools do it.

To break this down by conference:

Big 12: 4 Schools (Iowa State, Baylor, Texas, and West Virginia)
Big 10: 5 schools (Illinois, Indiana, Iowa, Maryland, and Purdue)
SEC: 3 schools (Alabama, Mississippi State and Tennessee)
PAC 12: 3 schools (Arizona, UCLA, and USC)
ACC: 3 schools (Duke, Miami, and North Carolina State)
Big East: 3 schools (Creighton, Marquette, and UCONN)

My point is that you should be proud (if you are from Iowa) to be from the center of the basketball universe. If you want to play in the NCAA Tournament, go to a school in Iowa. Besides UNI. Go to one of the other 3. The ones that are good at basketball.

So if you still want to play, click on the link below:

Roundball Oracles – Year 18

And remember that the deadline is 11 AM (Central).

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I still talk to you in my sleep
I don’t say much ’cause the hurt runs too deep
I gave you the moon and the stars to keep
But you gave them back to me

The hill I’m walkin’ up is gettin’ good and steep
But I’m still looking for a promise even I can’t keep

I still lay on my side of the bed
I dance alone when the last bottle’s spent
Memories like a river runnin’ through my head
I’ll have me an ocean before I’m dead
-Brandi Carlile

Thursdays are for flowers! This collection of flowertography pictures were taken on September 15 in my yard.


Hush - 2022

Hush - 2022

Nature's Amen - 2022

Nature's Amen - 2022

Nature's Amen - 2022

Last Penny - 2022

Last Penny - 2022

Last Penny - 2022

Last Penny - 2022

Last Penny - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

While there is still snow on the ground in Iowa, we are inching closer and closer to flowertography season!

100

When I’m blowin’ out the candles
And when people start to sing
I will always cross my fingers tight
I remember everything

But I always make my wishes
For the same thing every time
If I live to be 100
If I ever get it right

My mind is racing with thoughts
And the songs that never end
And I prayed to God last night
Just before I went to bed

Even now I can’t remember
A single word He said
If I live to be 100
If I get it through my head

I always think about you
And I have to close my eyes
If I live to be 100
Will I ever cross your mind?
-Brandi Carlile

Thursdays are for flowers! I have more flowertography images to share that I took in my yard. Seems like I need to get out of my yard this year. There are more than a few gardens I have my eye on for this year already. Now I just have to remember to take action.


Garden of Love - 2023

Garden of Love - 2023

Radiation of Happiness - 2023

Radiation of Happiness - 2023

Radiation of Happiness - 2023

Radiation of Happiness - 2023

Radiation of Happiness - 2023

Radiation of Happiness - 2023

Radiation of Happiness - 2023

Radiation of Happiness - 2023

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I’m getting excited! It is almost time for flowers to start poking up from the ground again! Prime flowertography season is getting near!

Keep Your Heart Young

Need to start today by sharing some sad news for those of you that don’t know. My Aunt Barbara passed away a few days ago. I wanted to share her obituary.

Barbara Bernice Kessler Bennett O’Connor, 90, of Fort Dodge passed away Thursday, February 23, 2023, at the University of Iowa Hospital. Visitation will be held on Thursday, March 2, 2023 from 4:00 to 7:00 PM at the Laufersweiler Funeral Home. There will also be a church visitation Friday, March 3,2023 from 9:30 to 10:15 AM at Holy Trinity Church followed by a Mass. Burial will follow at Corpus Christi Cemetery.

She is survived by her daughter Mary Beth Frischmeyer and her husband Michael of Fort Dodge, son Bennett and his wife Diane of Fort Dodge, and daughter Becky Fideler and her husband Dr. Brad of Lake Geneva, Wisconsin as well as grandchildren Connor Frischmeyer, Megan Frischmeyer, Cara Bartingale, Erin Clavey, Dr. Kate Fideler, Emily Fideler, Elizabeth Fideler, four great-grandchildren, sister Linda Bennett, and brother Jack Kessler. She was preceded in death by her husband Robert J. O’Connor, parents Henry and Bernice Kessler, John and Bernice Bennett, and brothers David and Gerald Bennett.

Barbara Bernice Kessler Bennett O’Connor was born on June 14, 1932, at St. Luke’s Hospital in Cedar Rapids, IA. She graduated from Boone High School in 1950 and then attended Saint Joseph’s Mercy School of Nursing in Sioux City, IA, where she graduated in 1954. She worked as a staff nurse at Saint Joseph Mercy Hospital in Fort Dodge, Iowa for several years. On April 16, 1955 she married Robert John O’Connor at Sacred Heart Church in Boone, Iowa. They were set up on a blind date by their friends Chuck and Norman Doyle. The couple resided in Fort Dodge where Bob was in the insurance business with his father John.

The first school nurse’s office for St. Edmond was established by Barbara in 1977. All the equipment for her office was from the old Mercy Hospital; including the beds. In addition, she was one of the first 60 hour, now 75-hour, Certified Nursing Assistant (CNA) instructors at Iowa Central Community College where she began teaching in 1971 and continued until 2019. Barbara also led the Home Health Aide and Medication Management classes at the college and administered testing of the CNA’s there. From 1983 to 1986 she was employed as psychiatric nurse with the North Central Iowa Mental Health Center, now UnityPoint Health-Berryhill Center. She donated time to the St Mark’s Free Community Health Clinic as well. In 2011, she was awarded the Messenger Nurses Excellence Award.

In her free time Barbara enjoyed playing bridge in several clubs and Mah Jong with a group of friends and attended “tag” sales. She participated in the PTA and other parent groups of Corpus Christi Academy while her children were in school. Other groups and clubs she enjoyed, and was a member of, included the: Wahkonsa Chapter of Questers, Soldier Creek Chapter of Questers, Ingelside Club, Art Club, Catholic Daughters of America, Chapter MT and currently JX of the P.E.O, Red Hat Society, Fort Dodge Area Symphony Board, and the St. Joseph Mercy Hospital Auxiliary. Barbara was a docent, and a donor, at the Blanden Art Museum. She also participated in the Square Circle Church and served as a Eucharistic Minister for Corpus Christi church.

It seems a life well lived. She will be missed.

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My grandpa gave me a wheat penny and I kept it in my pocket
I had big plans in my backyard to build me a space rocket
I talked to my brother on a fake CB that I made from a Tic-Tac box
I packed my snowballs nice and tight
And in the middle, I put rocks

Don’t trade in your Tic-Tac box for a ball on the end of the chain
And don’t go spending grandpa’s pennies buying into the game
You gotta keep your heart young
Don’t go growin’ old before your time has come
You can’t take back what you have done
You gotta keep your heart young
-Brandi Carlile

Thursdays are for flowers! This collection of flower pictures was taken in my yard.


Garden of Love

Garden of Love

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

A Proud Assertion - 2022

A Proud Assertion - 2022

A Proud Assertion - 2022

Hush - 2022

Keep Your Heart Young

Keep Your Heart Young

Keep Your Heart Young

Keep Your Heart Young

Keep Your Heart Young

Keep Your Heart Young

Keep Your Heart Young

Still plenty of flower pictures to share. I don’t want to say I have an infinite supply of flower pictures, but flowers are going to poking through the ground in central Iowa shortly. Then flowertography season in on!

That Wasn’t Me

Hang on, just hang on for a minute
I’ve got something to say
I’m not asking you to move on or forget it
But these are better days

To be wrong all along and admit it
Is not amazing grace
But to be loved like a song you remember
Even when you’ve changed
-Brandi Carlile

Thursdays are for flowers. This collection of flower pictures was taken in my yard on August 26.


Last Penny - 2022

Last Penny - 2022

Last Penny - 2022

A Proud Assertion - 2022

A Proud Assertion - 2022

Soul Expansion - 2022

Soul Expansion - 2022

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Soul Expansion - 2022

Moonflowers. Still my favorite flowers!

Save Part of Yourself

The sun came up and five years gone
Life goes on, yeah, life goes on
I wonder how you’re gettin’ by
The sun goes down and I feel blue
Now I toss ’cause my mind’s on you
And I kind of miss your broken smile

Save part of yourself for me
Won’t you save part of yourself for me?
-Brandi Carlile

Thursdays are for flowers! Today’s collection is of flower pictures were taken in my yard on August 26, 2023.


Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Painted without Instruction -2022

Save Part of Yourself

Save Part of Yourself

Save Part of Yourself

Save Part of Yourself

Through Dirt - 2022

Still so many flower pictures to share. Just so many!