Profundity

I like to see into your minds thru your postings. It seems like everything is some kind of metaphor/secret puzzle that tickles me when I figure it out. It helps that I know each of you very well (I think) and that we have this shared history where a single word or phrase can recall an entire life-thread. It's absolutely poetic!

Like Heather's "Then Winks". Even though I've read the source poem of the title, I've only a vague notion of what Heather is really alluding to. Once you know Heather's mischevious smile, you can quit wondering about Mona Lisa's smile. Is Heather really just winking at us all? Does she care about frogs or doesn't she? And I know she didn't know the difference between a double dribble and a double play until just recently. Does this wink mean something else? Anyway, thanks to Heather for getting us all started blogging. It's a nice way to stay in touch.

Who would have guessed that Kelly is a poet? I have always thought of her as the Calculator. She's a number cruncher if there ever was one! Her reputation was made with mathematics, algebra, calculus and the highest score ever seen on the Idaho CPA exam (maybe we shouldn't read too much into that one.) Now she takes beautiful photographs, quotes Robert Frost and writes her own sensitive poetry. When she named her blog "Its all about the kids", I'll bet she meant more than the literal content of the blog.

I don't remember if Matt's "What a Beautiful Day" or Michael's "Into the Mystics" came next, but they were both surprises. These guys are Jocks for heaven's sake! Matt is a Republican and Michael is a Methodist! And yet they write some of the most honest and touching prose, with good sentence structure, appropriate paragraphing and accurate punctuation that you'll see anywhere outside of a professionally edited hard-cover book. It's wonderful!

Jennifer's posting, the profound "What a difference a day makes" was what got me thinking about all of this. She was a little bit intimidated by blogging -she said she'd need Powerpoint so she could write a bulleted post- but now she does just fine, spouting double meanings like the rest of us. We started the move into the new house on a Beautiful day, continued into the snowy Mystics, then she Winked and said "It's all about the kids".