Showing posts from January, 2008

Kindle Once Again - this time for Walk, Hike, Saunter

 Last time I did this was Dec 2017. At the moment, memory of how to do it is pretty foggy, but luckily I have my earlier blog posts on this to refresh my memory so printing them out to review. (look for Kindle label in this blog to find).  This book is a little easier than the others - text and inline photos, a table of contents, but no index. Susan has promised it will be out in two and a half weeks, so will try to do that. My immediate issue is that I remember that I have to make some changes to the Indesign file before putting out the epub file that I will update for Kindle, but don't remember quite what they were. Pausing to read my prior posts, and to review Kindle code for Healing Miles . From my 2012 notes I saw that to get reliable chapter breaks, each chapter had to be a separate xhtml file. The default of Indesign is to put out one big xhtml file, but it will break on a style, so I need to be sure the current Indesign document (for Walk, Hike, Saunter ) has an appropriat

Life can be viewed as a series of separations

I don't spend a lot of time reflecting. My usual focus is now, today, and the near future. However, recently I had this flash of insight - maybe inspired by talk of new year's resolutions (something I don't do). I've heard people express the idea that life is a process of maintenance. This is another view of life. I think for men more than women, and probably for the quiet more than the gregarious, on looking back, life can be seen as a series of separations. As we move from childhood through school, through various employers, we are making new friends, but we are also leaving old ones behind. From our earliest childhood days we realize that people we know die. How we deal with these separations is important. There has to be an acceptance that separations are a part of life. Otherwise the weight of these cumulative separations is a path to depression. I find that viewing separation as a natural consequence of living allows me to see it as a life experience, but not cr

Sibley labyrinth, frog sounds, newts

One foggy morning following some rainy days, I walked up to the Sibley labyrinth, which has a rainy season pond. As I walked around the corner to where the labyrinth came into sight, there was a stunning chorus of frog voices coming from the pond. The fog was just lifting, and patches of sunlight were hitting the pond. I'd been there many times before, and never heard anything other than a few peeps from the frog population. Of course I didn't have my camera or any way to record it, so I came back every morning for four days. Each day was windy and beautiful, but zero frog sounds. Finally I came back one rainy morning and got the sounds again, along with some clips of newts doing their newt business. I put it all on this video.