Attribution: Meena Yarlagadda, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons
By Bill Stokes
Kickass, the doorstop dog, reports that the keeper in an attempt to manipulate time, designated one specific hour yesterday during which he isolated himself in a comfortable outdoor chair with a view of little else but a parade of pillow clouds across a beautiful blue sky and only the distant buzz of a busy world as sound backdrop.
Having lived more hours than almost everybody and having taken those countless hours for granted—even the ones that brought both joy and despair, it was the keeper’s intent to identify one hour for what it is and to somehow honor and appreciate it for the little scrap of lifetime that it is. In other words, to look an hour in the 60-minute eye and to perhaps consider the possibilities for expanding it into a day or a week, a month or even a year—multiple years in fact.
Perhaps in the middle of his “time” project, the keeper might have dozed off since the subject hour ended with Phyllis arriving to announce that it was time to meet friends Hester and Larry for lunch.
Scientific time synopsis: It had been a great hour. But aren’t they all!
