Everyone left for Reno
and I’m left with a beagle at home. Buster climbs up to the window sill, looks
out, and barks at any passerby, people or his kind.
I start reading Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance again.
I first read it a long ago and come back to some of its pages now and then.
“The Buddha, the Godhead, resides comfortably in the circuit
of digital computer or the gears of a cycle transmission as he does on the top
of the mountain or in the petals of a flower.”
-from the Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
(note:my Google storage is full. I could not add any photos without upgrade.)
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