Going Down HIll...Revisited.

     I got asked again why the blog is named going down hill. "It sounds so gloomy, like you're expecting your health to get worse instead of improving. So I ask you faithful readers - what was more fun going up a hill or down a hill? Anabatic or katabatic in weather terminology.
     Sure there was a sense of accomplishment climbing Mt Fuji, a memory I wouldn't give up but more often I've found going up hill to be a chore. A long trudge through the snow, to the top of the hill to ride my sled, toboggan or snowboard down. It was down hill that was the exciting part. A sense of barely controlled or uncontrolled havoc awaitng. In other words it was fun. Just letting go and letting gravity take over regardless of what happened along the way. In high school the city of Torrance used to ICE down a hill in one of the parks for skiing lessons. Afterwards my friends and I would ride our various surfboards, inner tubes and anthing else that would slide. Great fun 'til the ice melted.

     Here in southeastern Virginia close to the ocean there are few hills, it's a flat landscape covered in trees and telephone poles. The highest point for miles around is an artificial hill with the name Mt Trashmore. That gives you a hint to its toxic beginnings. Regardless thousands of children each year trudge to the to top just for the pleasure of running down the side aided by gravity. Again that excitement of uncontrolled speed guides these children's actions. In other words fun.

     I have been pondering changing the name of this blog. I'm not going to do it. I love the uncontrolled mayhem that results when my brain gets ahead of my fingers. When I hit the CAPS LOCK instead of the A I was reaching for in my mad rush downhill to get my thoughts down. In other words its fun. I don't usually plan what goes into this writing. I just let go and see what comes out. Often I am forced to trudge back up hill to start the run over again. But what the hell, I've got time.

Sweet with a tart tang, Tender white flesh, Very Juicy.

 

Another blue sky day in the OV after a few days of rain. It even looked and felt like snow last night though I new it was going to be a bit too warm. The day is cool and crisp like a ripe apple (I like the Honeycrisps and MacIntosh best) right from the refrigerator. Its going to be a good day. hope yours will be also.

For a treat check out the Boston Globe's Big Picture Site on the right.