Late August 2003

I'm no fan of September's. School memories -  the smell, while not unpleasant, is still in my head - What a place - Passing on whatever is thought appropriate to pass on without much concern for accuracy or perspective or other points of view. Most of what has been of value to me, has come from friends,  family and discovery. . .I wonder about the process of passing on our culture. How does that work? What filter screens information from one generation to the next? What's lost, what ignored, what embellished? I think of history as a complex 'telephone game' and I suppose the same process goes on here at the park among the ducks and the bees. i.e. "Here's the scoop. . . . .Pass it on".