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	<title>Ed Medley</title>
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	<description>a melange: this flotsam of memorabilia in a matrix of scribbles and snapshots</description>
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		<title>50/20</title>
		<description><![CDATA[50 years ago today John F. Kennedy challenged America to put a man on the moon within a decade. (Yes, I know: a man). And in 1969 it came to be, with a Giant Step for Mankind (Yes, I know. &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/05/25/5020/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/05/25/5020/</link>
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		<title>clefts of reflection</title>
		<description><![CDATA[between romps, adventures, clatter come as leafly rustles soul shifts pauses insistent for inward poise; quiet moments at tranquil gaps sips of refreshment at still pondlets pauses to ponder - not madcap scrambles to moody meres &#160; but merely languid &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/05/20/clefts-of-reflection/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/05/20/clefts-of-reflection/</link>
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		<title>pohaku/wai</title>
		<description><![CDATA[at first glance a wall but a  visage lovelier for weathered sculpture &#160; beyond the surface freshness &#8211; shadows and depth beguile and confuse &#160; Pohaku is Hawaiian for &#8220;stone&#8221; or &#8220;rock&#8221;,  often used for Hawaiian rock walls. Working on Kauai this &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/05/15/pohakuwai/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/05/15/pohakuwai/</link>
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		<title>cross words on 2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In 1967 I worked part-time as a Special Effects helper on a  TV game show at the Beeb &#8211; the  BBC, or British Broadcasting Corporation &#8211; where I saw crosswords and heard cross words. BBC-TV was black and white in &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/04/07/cross-words-on-2/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/04/07/cross-words-on-2/</link>
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		<title>oozing hillsides</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today&#8217;s San Francisco Chronicle newspaper had a story on hillside failures in the San Francisco Bay town of Hercules: &#8220;Oozing Hillside Imperils Home&#8220;.  &#8221;Oozing hillside&#8221; is a poetic way to describe &#8220;landslide&#8221;. Even more poetic is the explanation given by the &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/30/oozing-hillsides/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/30/oozing-hillsides/</link>
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		<title>Jam, honey, bread, syncline</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Browsing through the March pages in my 1986 diary, I found a tasty entry. I had just finished a horrible job at Bandar-e-Taheri,  on the Persian Gulf, in Iran. I was there to supervise drilling exploration for a proposed oil &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/28/jam-honey-bread-syncline/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/28/jam-honey-bread-syncline/</link>
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		<title>blue:bicycles:red</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#160; blue me, wandering beside blue canal - I  laugh at a hawsered laundry of bicycles: bicycles everywhere;  stacked, leaning, piled, jumbled in scrums yet these two, almost kissing a chaste synapse separating blue and red: red lights, not chaste, yet separated &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/25/blue-bicycles-red/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/25/blue-bicycles-red/</link>
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		<title>Trainspotting</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;4-6-2!&#8221;.&#8221;4-4-4!&#8221; &#8220;Little sod! Bugger off!&#8221;. These  expressions  still chuff in my ears 50 or so years after I first heard them, as a  trainspotter.  There was a time, in the 1950&#8242;s and 1960&#8242;s when many boys and  grown men, spent &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/22/trainspotting/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/22/trainspotting/</link>
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		<title>Painted Doors/Painted Ladies</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Wallace, in the Silver Valley, in the Coeur d&#8217;Alene district of the Idaho Panhandle used to be a very special place for me. Come to think of it, anywhere that blends heart and panhandle and silver should be special and &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/22/painted-doorspainted-ladies/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/22/painted-doorspainted-ladies/</link>
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		<title>ikebana</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; in winter&#8217;s wet lee beauty piques as maiden&#8217;s glee: &#8211; surprise! birthday cake &#160; &#160; On a stormy, wet winter Saturday &#8211; two days before Spring starts &#8211; we went to an Ikebana Show in San Francisco. I got lost &#8230; <a href="http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/21/ikebana/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		<link>http://edmedley.com/blog/2011/03/21/ikebana/</link>
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