I am in here.
I have never quite reconciled myself to last summer’s leaving us. I especially miss warmth and sunshine on a day like today when the gray clouds are way too thick and a drizzle falls on and off throughout the day. I wish that there were something more interesting to write about, but I suppose I … Continue reading January gray
It never ceases to amaze me how much you can be doing when you’re doing nothing in particular. So far this morning, I have upgraded the TV reception to HD and called a friend in Columbus. Even more important, perhaps, I have watched the snow falling since daylight came. Now playing on iTunes: Dweller On … Continue reading Doing nothing
There’s nothing like a sunny, cold day here in Boulder with the snow covering everything. It’s finals week, so the streets are empty, and nothing happens. Will try to take some pictures of Nothing Happening with my good camera. Details later. Now playing on iTunes: Organic from the album “Koyaanisqatsi (1998 Re-recording)” (Nonesuch) by Philip … Continue reading Sunny Boulder
From my tumblelog, when silence grew too small, she spoke: I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine. — Emily Dickinson
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