I am in here.
So my husband got to say a few words at the dedication of the plaque at James Thurber’s old house in Columbus (77 Jefferson St., if you want to go), and decides to say a few sweet words about me, bless him. “And I want to introduce my wife, Patti, who’s a poet, and who … Continue reading my afternoon
Doc Searls has a good collection of Iraq links. Since he also has much more energy than me, I have shamelessly linked to them. (I promise I shall work up more energy soon.) Peace on Earth From Omar’s Iraq the Model, Big Brother in a small hole: …More from the locals (links are all to … Continue reading Iraq links
We have snow here in Cincinnati, a nice blanket of snow a couple of inches thick. It’s the “nice” sort of snow which does not cling very tightly to the roads, melts from them fairly quickly, but leaves the rest of the land looking like an old Currier & Ives etching. If it lasts, my … Continue reading dreaming of a White Hanukkah
Well, they all look like that in the end. What did we expect, after all? The winter of the Patriarch Well what we saw was a tired old man in a cupboard. I wonder whether that whilst in his underground hole, he managed to find a moment of clarity? Did he reflect on his adult … Continue reading a view from Merry Old
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