I am in here.
On the way home: sitting at the airport, I become meditative, and think upon an incident from a week and a half ago, when I was in Boulder, at the annual board meeting of an organization I belong to. As we were just getting started, it was decided we go around the room and reintroduce … Continue reading Thinking.
I have decided that New York is the place where you eat too much food. I just had a fish-and-chips dinner wherein the piece of codfish I had was bigger than I thought codfishes were. So of course I had dessert, too — an individual Baked Alaska. So of course, I ate it all. Food … Continue reading Food in New York
I actually had to turn down an apple strudel dessert, I was so full. Tavern on the Green. Turkey. Real cranberries that pop in your mouth when you bite them. It would be nap time, or, as my son says, football time, if the housekeeping staff had attended to our room yet, but no such … Continue reading Food.
The Other Patti is encouraging me with food, three kinds of pens, some pencils, a notebook, index cards, and energy drinks 🙂 Thanks, Other Patti! I might actually make it through this 50K words’ worth of novel. Hmmm… “words’ worth”… “wordsworth”… Wordsworth… No, no novels there. Just really long poems and really good sonnets.
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