Waiting on forces out of our orbit and control.

Breath, one after the other, accepting what comes.

Fear is rampant however not total; cooler heads prevail.

Distant futures will look back on this time with mixed reviews.

This might be considered by some to be taking too heavy a shot at low hanging fruit, however, to the woman in Australia who put the last 21 packages of toilet paper at the Woolworths she was shopping at, in her cart… “You probably have larger issues than a pandemic. I hope you get the help you so desperately need and I have no doubt that some mental health professionals in your area will recognize your symptoms and offer their support.”

Fear manifests itself in many ways and neurosis and psychosis are in full expression worldwide.

This leaves ample opportunities for the more fortunate among our citizenry to help our less fortunate and fragile brothers and sisters.

Ducks and Swans are huddled together On the banks of Grenadier Pond seeking warmth waiting for the sun… It’s been a long night.

I managed 7 hours sleep in the comfort of comforters and pillows and woke rested; “Thank you God!”

The fears of the pandemic are rising forth, onwards and up and the world awaits leadership among rising costs of toilet paper and hand sanitizer.

Another day on planet earth has begun.

Dennis Mantin

Someone has asked me to paint something on commission: which is the first time I’ve said yes to such a request.

This fear is apparently in the rearview!

I appreciate something new and the chance to fail is strangely uplifting.

To Quote Maya Angelou: You can’t use up creativity. The more you use the more you have.

Beans beans, good for your heart.

The more you eat, the more you fart.

The more you fart the better you feel.

Beans beans, what a wonderful meal!

Dennis Mantin

I have perfected the walk away; and I have her to thank for this this stride. This gait of Confident certainty created. She loathes this thing that I’ve become. A Tyrant who seldom whispers yes… Firm boundaries of NO!

Her Frankenstein! The Monster she can’t control, birthed from kindness and Love. Stepped on and abused, mistaking kindness for weakness.

The hollow sound of footsteps walking away, forever transformed.

Thank you Darling.

First came the cold, raw and unrelenting. Seemingly spawned from some invisible force with an apparent passion for misery.

This was followed by the sun with its warmth and healing, stretching forth across the land bringing hope and joyous yelps!

Welcome to the season of the mud and the thaw…

Perhaps it had something to do with International Women’s Day!

Perhaps it had to do with the consumption of to much alcohol.

Maybe the 2 were meshed and intertwined which is what I suspected, regardless it isn’t every day you see a 100 pound woman pick a fight with a 250 pound fit athletic 30 year old man for having his feet in the isle of the streetcar.

She yelled and screamed something about disrespect until luckily for all concerned another woman stood up and said to the banterer. “I think you should leave him alone as your judgment might be clouded right now.” And the woman who felt disrespected left.

Happy International Womans Day! My daughter texted me just before I fell asleep to let me know that she loved me.

Golden rays poured over our grayness. Pounding out the winter of discontent. A fool screamed out his sermon about: Who knows what? From the rooftop. Across the street from our local cafe. The police arrived. 30 minutes late… The final performance apparently will Be canceled.

The walls are high and strong, built with childish enthusiasms which is understandable considering what they protect and no one has told you…

The sun broke through the other day and I was there to witness the event and more than just a little light broke through.

It takes time to learn how to relax. Rome wasn’t built in a day and apparently neither were you.