During the depression was, I think, the first I ever heard of the pressure cookers. Then, we all went to that and that shortened the time more. I can’t remember losing any canned fruit, because I always did it according to the directions, but the pressure canner shortened the time so much. You might cook something three hours by the cold pac method and be done in 20 minutes or so by the pressure cooker, That was the advantage there.
Virgie Bowers, 81, Pulaski County
Feeding Our Families, Memories of Hoosier Homemakers
Eleanor Arnold editor Interviews done in the mid 1980s
Not so many words this week, Some images of two people from San Francisco
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Market Street, between Powell and Montgomery
Around the Montgomery Street station, I liked they are touching each other while checking out their phones.
The got on and sat across from me for about 20 minutes, we spoke some words, I don’t remember, what, They took seats reserved for elder and handicap . .there is a cane though!
Saturday afternoon meeting in Union Square, perhaps looking at more things they could buy before the end of the day.
Two people seem dressed for two different destinations
AlamedaCreek
And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. And God said, Let there be light: and there was light. And God saw the light, and it was good; and God divided the light from the darkness.
Torah
I like photographs which to do not require me to reduce the image to the things in the image in order to experience it,
The process of just reducing the image to a bunch of things makes understanding the photograph to become finding a word that tells you what is the relationship between the things.
Keeping the visual experience confined to just the basic elements of art_line .shape.texture, color . . . its still feels like a photograph, but you do not have to bother “thinking about it” or having a word that tells you what you are seeing.
The essence of the image is expressed in the visual experience of the image.
From the image you know more than enough about these people you do not need to know any more than just what you experience visually.
EndPapers
There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go, no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone
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If you should stand then who’s to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home.
Ripple, Lyrics by Grateful Dead
One day while sparring in the dojo, one of the students was trying to trick the other into making a mistake. Sensei stopped them and, with a piece of chalk drew a line on the floor and asked the karateka how to make the line shorter. The student erased part of the line. Sensei said, “†hat ’s one way but here is a better way,” and drew a longer line next to it. “Always make your own line longer, not someone else’s shorter.”
Note: this is not my story, its supposed to be a true story I read in a book which fell apart and I forgot the author’s name but I never forgot the story.
Martial Arts belts hanging on a “home-made” display rack , an item donated from someone for sale in a thrift shop..
Gate gate paragate parasamgate bodhi svaha
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