I threw together summa this and summa that,
and here’s what came about:

And then there are famous phrases taken from the Bible like “apple of my eye”:
“He found him in a desert land, and in the wasteland, a howling wilderness; He encircled him, He instructed him, He kept him as the apple of His eye.” -Deuteronomy 32:10 NKJV
“Keep me as the apple of Your eye; hide me under the shadow of Your wings.” – Psalm 17:8 NKJV
“Keep my commands and live, and my law as the apple of your eye.” – Proverbs 7:2 NKJV
“For thus says the LORD of hosts: ‘He sent Me after glory, to the nations which plunder you; for he who touches you touches the apple of His eye’.” – Zechariah 2:8 NKJV
“Their heart cried unto the LORD, O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night: give thyself no rest; let not the apple of thine eye cease.” – Lamentations 2:18 KJV
Your amazing factoid of the day (Outer Space Div.)
“It might not be a big surprise to you that the sun is really, really big. But this image, part of a great series on the size of astronomical objects by John Brady, underscores that it’s vast on a scale that’s simply difficult for our puny human minds to understand. We think of the Earth as a big place: flying around the equator on a 747 at top speed would take about 42 hours. Flying around the sun at the same speed, by contrast, would take about six months.”
— Taken from Vox News story “40 maps that explain outer space.” Click here to see the whole, fascinating enchilada.
And speaking of the outer realm . . . .
It’s lonely out there . . . .

Speaking of Belize and the Sun: The annual La Ruta Maya Canoe Challenge, which The Huffington Post recently cited as one of the biggest and best canoe races in the world, concluded Monday, which was a national holiday. In terms of what are Big Events in Belize, the 4-day canoe race ranks up there with Independence Day and Christmas. The race starts right here in the beautiful, lazy Macal River in my hometown of San Ignacio. The Macal promptly feeds into the Mopan River a couple of miles down so most of the race is on the Mighty Mopan River, which once was teeming with ancient Mayans in their canoes. The annual Huge Race ends at the Caribbean Sea near the nation’s international airport in Belize City. The end of the race on the Monday holiday is marked by a party which is bigger than the Sun, which is huge. (See above for a factoid about the hugeness of the Sun.)
And speaking of The Huffington Post . . . .
The writer describing the big canoe race said:
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“Belize is an entire country that feels like a small town.
Which largely explains my love affair with Belize: In many ways it’s still like the Texas I grew up in, in the fifties and sixties–the best of the fifties and sixties I mean, in the sense that they were simpler times.
Click here for the Huffington Post piece.
Your biting satire (American Diet Div.) of the day:
And so until next time, you of the Jitterbug Cult–the cult of the blawg that is saving the world with its wit, wisdom, provocations and stimulations while possibly (probably!) alienating whole towns, nations, cities and states.
Happy trails and sails …..
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