End of an Age….
Call it the end of an Age. Nearly forty years in the same location. One of my favourite stops on …
Call it the end of an Age. Nearly forty years in the same location. One of my favourite stops on …
Day to myself. Before heading out on my cross town stroll I rerake the sand in the front garden. Make …
Ok, so I guess I’ll just have to go on my own… All reading is scattered… without the pattern. But …
Sipping coffee in my favourite Saturday morning shop. Friendly place with plenty of hushed conversations and Amy Winehouse playing softly …
Snapped while waiting outside school for sonny boy, and what this is all about, sort of…. Short day at work …
‘I am a “self-taught” man. I confess it without shame and without pride.’—Elie Faure, Intro to the new edition of …
Sitting in a pleasant Calgary coffee shop called Gravity the other day I was working on what will eventually become …
“History is a fragment of biology—the human moment in the pageantry of species.”—Will Durant, The Age of Louis XIV Right …
Toward a new Dawn…. Three months since my last post. Two months since I went back to work full …
James Joyce/Stephen Dedalus, circa 1904 Thanks goodness for the internet, WordPress, and now YouTube. They afford me—and everyone with …