I forgot to get real-camera (or even cell-phone) sd-card photos last night at the Free School sort of thing. I got there a little late or just on time so I couldn't set up the old PCs before getting involved in many chats. No one used the PCs this time anyway, the 3yo fell asleep across town before her Mom got her sisters in the car to check out their little "Edible SchoolYard" with the NoraBouna plants. I rushed an Insta post (Mea Culpa) because it got a local friend to come visit once before.
I try to get regular cellphone photos before doing the Insta upload evil thing. But I stepped away from a great conversation with the poetry group to get the photo up before more than half thetime ended. It worked! My buddy showed up and we talked with nice people. The poetry group conversation flared up again too, we went from Kobayashi Issa on flies to WireBugs in grasshoppers to Kaneko Isuzu: "Everyone's different, everyone's good."
https://www.instagram.com/p/DClu23Pv708/
#FreeNightSchool #三股よる学校
With the poetry group we talked about how you could get drafted into the military and get a military for killing people you don't know in other countries but you end up in prison for killing some nearby guy that you know deserves it.. So I had to mention the Thomas Hardy poem "The Man He Killed" and just now find Japanese translations.
https://shironeko.skyvoice.jp/2017/07/06/777/
http://www7b.biglobe.ne.jp/~lyricssongs/TEXT/S924.htm
#ThomasHardy #TheManHeKilled #NoWar #非戦
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