Category Archives: Gratitude

Hard to describe in words

Posted on August 11, 2016 by George C. Hartman

You may find yourself… One day I woke up here and the sun was spilling into our bed in what seemed to be huge buckets of yellow and orange paint. We had breakfast together and then went outside into the … Continue reading →

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materialism

Posted on November 4, 2014 by George C. Hartman

Every year i want to make the garden bigger until there is a farm there maybe and mountains instead of the neighbors hoovering houses. Besides the white dog there will suddenly be two big cows and you will teach me … Continue reading →

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As I was saying, the moon was orange…

Posted on November 21, 2013 by George C. Hartman

…thru the pine trees of our camp site. It felt like we were a million miles from New Jersey but there we were right squat in the middle of it. In the middle of what seemed to be nowhere. You … Continue reading →

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things i will never regret:

Posted on October 24, 2013 by George C. Hartman

Almost dying from osteomyelitis at 2 years old. Starting to drink at an early age. Joining a colorful musical cult. Failing some most math subjects at school. Hating my mother. Almost being abandoned in California by my mother. Doing LSD. … Continue reading →

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Thanks for sharing

Posted on October 23, 2013 by George C. Hartman

I’ve spent a lot of time in twelve step meetings the past thirty years and some of what I was “taught” has stuck. One of the things was, that, as long as you are drinking, drugging or acting out consistently … Continue reading →

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low tide

Posted on August 1, 2013 by George C. Hartman

A wooden house in eastern Europe. Elm trees. Low hills. My walking stick. “Let me sketch you.” Set yourself free. Charcoal shadows and hollow air. The earth sings goodbye to another day. Brisk and fresh. Steam and mist. There is … Continue reading →

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Cousin Dennis

Posted on November 7, 2012 by George C. Hartman
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What Goes Without Saying

Posted on October 22, 2012 by George C. Hartman

The ART of Appreciation or The Appreciation of ART I enjoy this ____ because ____ I respect this ____ because ____ I admire this ____ because ____ I appreciate this ____ because ____ I think this _____ is worthwhile because … Continue reading →

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Heart of Darkness II

Posted on September 11, 2012 by George C. Hartman

Fevor In twenty-four hours I had been sick and sicker then I have ever been in a long time. The aches, pains and sweating were the easy part compared to the feverish nightmares. It all began with a powerful sneeze … Continue reading →

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A Night at the Circus

Posted on July 20, 2011 by George C. Hartman

Let’s walk into the dark fields of uncut grass. Into the heart of America, the midwest laughter and red white and blue explosions in the sky. Feeling the immediate sowing of a yellow hook moon in my heart. Another journal … Continue reading →

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