Ridge Posts

This is an archive of daily observations written by my friend Tom Bridwell. I am not the author, merely a facilitator for Tom, who lives at the edge of the grid. He notices a lot of things and these are his posts, written from the vantage of a ridge top in the hills of Southern Ohio.

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Gathering in Memory of Tom Bridwell

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This post is from Tom's daughter, Samara. -------------------------------------- Five months ago, we lost an enigma. Tom Bridwell was ...
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Friday, July 7, 2017

Snake Redux

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Morning protocol is to make a cup of coffee and put away a few books. Then I needed to go out to the Jeep and get the ingredients for the sa...
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Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Vanishing Point

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Perspective. On the one hand, the stump had lasted a long time. The butt round from a chestnut oak I'd cut 15 years ago. I'd rolled ...
Sunday, July 2, 2017

Creature Comforts

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I've slept under a great many overhangs, and I'm always paranoid the ceiling is going to fall. I can't wait to get out in the mo...
Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Under Watch

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Perish the thought. I'm not generally paranoid. I'd been up all night, reading about the Donner Party, looking forward to a radio re...
Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Distant Cannon

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The camping trailers are circling the State Forest, lots of horses on the bridal paths, small kids running between parked cars. The first Sa...
Friday, June 23, 2017

Almost Funny

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I had to laugh, listening to the news, Jared holding court. Trump and more bullshit than is to be believed, and I assume a certain amount. I...
Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Comfort Zone

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Difficult to nail down. What it takes to be comfortable. If my feet aren't freezing and I can roll a cigaret, I'm in pretty good sha...
Saturday, June 17, 2017

Lost Page

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A whole page gone. Hasn't happened to me in months. One of those black-outs that lasted two seconds. I was writing about transmissible s...
Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Blue Collar

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I don't own a tie, nor a white shirt. The only reason to own a white shirt is to prove you never get dirty. Ties are stupid, they allow ...
Monday, June 12, 2017

Wind Voice

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Went outside, smoke, and a cup of tea, sitting on the step, the wind murmuring in the trees. Mindlessness is helpful, merely listening. The ...
Friday, June 9, 2017

More Oak

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At the beginning of the end of the last glaciation, Ireland was connected to England, England was connected to Europe. As these land-bridges...
Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Clever Disguise

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I only look like an idiot. It works well for me. Kim said, before he went up to bed, that I was the only person he ever spent 12 hours talki...
Saturday, June 3, 2017

Time-Factored

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I do have an old wind-up alarm clock, that I can set if I have to meet a plane, or make a deposition. It seems that I always live two hours ...
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