The Magpie- Dead but trying.

Well, it's one year on and because this is hardly the main focus in my life, the wayside is where it's at. The Magpie was envisioned in Seoul, Korea by a few who have gone on, some successfully and some have not. The Magpie is a tribute, in a sense, to that memory, much like the dog that died in peace on my neighbour's driveway yesterday. And I missed that because my mobile was off, and when I finally received it thought it was another excursion to the chicken ranch. Speaking of dogs, it's a bit lonely round these parts without Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dum. They left without notice at the beckon call of their poverty stricken owners that hopefully found new digs. I'm not a big fan of horror movies and these days it's much easier to just enjoy the fleeting moments of life, much like the baby frog that inhabits my lower bathroom. Ignorant as I am, I don't know if it's poisonous or not, but it seems to like it there. Other than that, had a wonderful conversation with a monk the other day after a long ride in the Northern Thai countryside. I'm not one for tooling around but with my new sunglasses everything was greener than green so how could one not feel more positive. Happy birthday to The Magpie and may she morph into the unknown.