A speculation of generations:
I speculate that in 11 generations there will be people my age to wonder about people 11 generations further on. I speculate we can converse with these wonderers. A bee converses with a clover blossom, a Labrador Retriever with you tossing a ball, a pile of puppies or grandchildren; so what is converse? I speculate there is a value to this conversation and this speculation. A value to humanicity. Together we might. Discover something to make us shiver.
:- Doug.
