Moving Day (Still?!) ….
Symphony in the parc… So furniture is still making its way between old and new apartments and the tight …
Symphony in the parc… So furniture is still making its way between old and new apartments and the tight …
What a mess! So the detritus of four decades of reading lie in a motley pile against a wall …
The year must have been ‘78 or ‘79 and I was fifteen years old. The costumed and face-painted …
The West, born of Germanic and then Viking marauders, took to the high seas in the fifteenth century. The …
What a difference thirty five years can make! Last time in Paris I was lost, utterly lost. I …
We are born into a group, and membership in the group and the boundary with other groups can be …
I am standing on the Montreal Metro, our subway, and 80% of the riders are on their phones. I …
Worked this morning, had a nap, brewed up a coffee, and then sat down to return to Proust after a …
” …[T]his current of life, traversing the bodies it has organized one after another, passing from generation to generation, …
“Hold what thought?” The way history will one day be taught, perhaps….. Our solar system is upwards of …