Tag Archives: Cloudeight Essays

It’s About Time

    It’s About Time Well. here it is again… the weekend of the time change. Just last year I learned that calling daylight saving time, “Daylight Savings Time”, with an s at the end, is horribly stupid, dumb, and incorrect. They say it makes me look like an idiot to everyone who knows better. Daylight Savings Time… Read More »

Walking Winter Days Warmly

    Walking Winter Days Warmly The Polar Vortex is swirling down from the arctic and soon it will hold most of the USA in its icy hands. And just last weekend we had a major snowstorm that left us with eight inches of white and drifting snow. All this reminds me of winters long ago, when I… Read More »

The Things That Belong to the Night

    The Things That Belong to the Night During the night, in the quiet hours when most of the world sleeps, I lie awake and the things in the night become distorted and amplified. The faucet that drips, drips, drips, during the day goes unnoticed – but in the quiet of the night, it is a disturbing,… Read More »

Meandering Thoughts

    Meandering Thoughts I love to write, sometimes I don’t write so well, but that doesn’t stop me from writing. It’s kind of like golf, I guess. Some people like to play golf regardless of how poorly they play. Writing essays is one of the kinds of writing I like best – much to the dismay of… Read More »

Footprints in the Snow

    Footprints in the Snow And though today I walk away from things familiar too, I’ll make new footprints in the snow, where once the flowers grew; Guided by a dream unseen; a dream that will not die, My footprints winding through the snow; beneath a twilight sky. Each day I set aside an hour of my… Read More »

On the Day I Die

    On the Day I Die One of life’s great blessings is that not one of us knows the exact day we will die. Well, at least I think so. I could not imagine being a teenager and knowing how many years I would live or the date of my death. That would take away the fun… Read More »