Friends, Do you ever feel caught in a cycle? Eat, work, sleep. Rinse, wash, repeat. We are, after all, creatures of habit. Yet, while the broad categories into which we compartmentalize our activities may sometimes seem to follow a rigid pattern, if you dig a little deeper, the details vary. I believe Heraclitus was onto something. No man ever steps into the same river twice. I’m somewhat of a sucker for photographing landscapes. There’s this one particular spot in my neighborhood where my phone tells me I have 143 photos, mostly pointed towards the mountains. It might feel like I’m recreating the same photo. The same framing of the same bucolic golf course in front of the same rugged mountains around the same time. Yet, the results are different every time. It never gets old because it’s never the same landscape twice. I suppose there’s a lesson there about mindfulness. I suppose, also, that’s why I’ve stuck with Friday donuts so long. It follows a pattern, yes, but if you’re pay...
Donuts are part of the magic that makes life so sweet. I founded the Level 3 Friday Donut Club in 2004 and ran it until my departure in 2015. It had a three year run at Windstream and is now virtual, but at its peak, we had a rotation of 50+ folks who brought donuts every Friday. We had three simple rules: (1) five dozen (2) boutique shop donuts (3) by 8:00 am. This blog memorializes these e-mails to share my thoughts (and, once upon a time, announce the donut arrival). Have a happy Friday!