I am CuTRis

Tears Against the Window By Kevin J. Curtis Copyright ©2023 20231013 Tears against the window as the storm cries The wind rages into the night Love lost forever as breath fades and dies Waiting for dawn to shed some light Wasted time no amount of money buys Howling frenzy sends chills tonight Memories of a bright life, as time flies The eyes though staring, lose the sight Untangling the mixture of truth and lies Why don’t they all, wish for what’s right? The cruelty of time is of no surprise Win the battle and lose the fight Out of the forest, down under the skies Down the mountain’s dizzying height No one’s a failure as long as he tries Human frailty and mankind’s plight --- The light shines through And dries all the tears My heart beats true And crushes the fears

Carrots bought from the store, just do not have the same flavor as homegrown.

My wife's Brussels sprouts that she ignored, look better than mine do. Mine were smaller, I think because my garden had more things growing in it.

Here is a slightly exaggerated version of 2/3 of my phy-ed teachers in jr. high and high school. https://youtu.be/r0_gW4yBwHU?si=spwlG9j4JyhcaZdu

CuTRis to be New House Speaker UnAssociated Press October 6, 2023 Citing as his reasons, that no one is qualified to become the next Speaker of the House of Representatives , due to Fascist tendencies and/or the inability to put the country before their political party, CuTRis has decided to become the next Speaker of the House.

Last week the recycling truck ran into my mailbox and broke it. But this week, I lost two people. One, is emotionally broken, but believes she is always right. I watched this one grow up, so it was hard when I tried to help, and was told where to go, when I refused to validate the destructive behavior. The other, is a friend from childhood, who I first met in kindergarten. He disappeared periodically, and so when he did that again, it wasn't too concerning. But he's now dying of liver failure. In each case, the behavior is self-destructive, and the soul beneath is unchanging and unreachable. So now I feel old, numb and helpless. Each year brings more memories of people who have left. It's not as easy to fix as a mailbox.

I'm sitting out on my deck in semi darkness in a strong wind, with a mist falling on me, at the cusp of a major change in weather patterns. It's so cool!

Today I shared a bottle of my Mulberry/Black Raspberry Wine with my family and friends. I made it in July of 2009 and bottled it December 2010. We'll just call it 12 years old. It was really good!

Fall brought a milestone. It sailed in on a warm breeze. I'm glad to be here.

Today we toured the Wabasha Street Caves in St. Paul. Our tour guide Ryan, was funny and informative.

Here is Winnie the Pooh, dressed for his virtual meeting at work...

I just got an email from my contact at the Minnesota Valley National Wildlife Refuge, where I have been known to volunteer as a (volunteer) park ranger. They are preparing for a government shutdown and closing the Refuge if that happens. The wildlife is busy packing up in case they have to leave.

This was half a turkey that I found at my local Cub grocery store. I cut it into four pieces and cooked it for 2 hours at 350° F. Then I added the vegetables and cooked it for another hour. Then I let it rest for a little while and when everybody was home and ready for dinner, they were pretty excited about how good this tasted.

This time I finished them with pizza sauce and shredded mozzarella.