I am in here.
Peter has been home this weekend — he missed us! We have fed him and spoiled him as much as he’d let us, and now we have to get him up and going for the journey back to Boulder. I suppose I didn’t blog about it because of an excessive need to have him all … Continue reading A weekend home
“Unattended baggage will be sold as slaves” is what I thought the loudspeakers were saying yesterday as we unloaded our stuff at the curb of the airport in Cincinnati. I think I have “wishful hearing,” combining what was actually said with a silly joke plaque I’ve seen in restaurants — “Unattended children will be sold … Continue reading The end of summer
I’ve been reading Bruce Chatwin’s In Patagonia these last couple of months (I read lots of books at the same time; that’s why it’s taken me so long even though it’s a pretty short book). Therefore, I start wanting to head out to vast empty spaces that are hard to get to. I’m not the … Continue reading Traveling in my head
I blog to you from Boulder. As I type, I am not online. It would seem that the thing for hotel chains to do nowadays is pretend they have high-speed internet access, when actually such is not the case. The hotel is always about to put such access in. No wifi signal, no evidence of … Continue reading Fun in Colorado
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