I’m 65 years old and I’ve never seen a sunset in quite the design we saw last night. Continue reading
Here in central Texas, a foggy morning often signifies that summer is truly over. On an early walk with Travis I feel like anything could emerge from that mist: a cow, a giraffe, a kangaroo. Continue reading
As it generally happens around here, one night we dropped 40 degrees and when we woke up it was autumn. Continue reading
We started out a bit on the monochromatic side, and although there were many days of rain and many more days when it was so humid it felt like there was no oxygen left in the world, we felt it would be worth it. And it was. Continue reading
As I mentioned, Mary and I spent our Florence week in a charming apartment in Oltrarno – the “other” side of the Arno. It was located on a little street much like all the other little streets, with small touches here and there that made me want to turn everything into art. Continue reading
Is done. Continue reading
This looks like as good a place as any to start my return to the most peaceful world I know. Continue reading
This is a political rant, so you may not care to read it. I simply can’t get back into writing about fun stuff until I put some of the contents of my head out into the universe.
It’s been a while since I’ve been able to face writing here. The images of families being torn apart at the border slammed me into silence and sent me back onto Zoloft. I fear we are failing to be horrified by hatred, and that is a terrible position to occupy.