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May 12, 2009
Don’t worry.
After a morning of diligent work on niggling details, I drove over to one of the foothills near our house, a craggy king of a mountain named Mt. Herman. He has a fire-scarred face, knit back again with greening scrub oak and neatly planted rows of swaying blue spruce. Red dirt paths criss and cross [...]
May 9, 2009
Happy Sabbath
“You and I, each one of us without exception, can be defined as an aching need for the infinite.” -Thomas Dubay
April 30, 2009
Home and sorting…
Home to the sunny windiness (is that a word? it should be) of springtime in the mountains- one day in a black tantrum, the next in spasmodic, ebullient sunshine. I have unpacked. My laundry is NOT finished (nor is it ever really like to be). There are new bits of the world decking my walls. [...]
April 19, 2009
All good things must come to an end…
We fly out tomorrow. I’m gonna miss this place! Next stop… home!
April 4, 2009
In China!
Into the arching, criss-crossed ceilings, and echoing terminal of Beijing, we stumbled off our 12 hour plane flight, feeling that dizziness that comes from still being awake when your body has decided you’re asleep. It’s a pearly morning now and we are settled round our lovely hostess’ table with very strong coffee and bagels as [...]
March 30, 2009
Just for fun
I’ve been trying to get hold of this picture for almost a month now. It was cold, and thrilling, and amazing to be in Times Square at night. Aren’t my dad and bro cute?
March 14, 2009
Hometown
“Well, look who’s having a good hair day,” said a thin, business-looking but beaming security guard as I ducked through the metal detector.
“You have a wonderful day” he called over his shoulder, “and break some hearts while you’re at it.”
I grinned for an hour.
I love people like that.
Meeting them is like running into someone who [...]
March 10, 2009
Go. Read. Now.
There’s nothing like finishing an engrossing and highly intelligent book on culture from the third story of an old apartment in the arts and culture capital of the states. I read this book and then walked down Park Ave. through a river flow of people, past a parade of museums, and the words of this [...]
