The firewood was always freshly stacked in its brass bin by the fireplace in the den each winter afternoon. When I was little, I would try to carve this wood with the blade of the letter opener that sat with its matching pair of scissors and note pad by the telephone in the bar. This Continue reading Firewood

Thousand Autumns

Book club is tonight — I actually believe that I have not been to book club since A. S. Byatt‘s Possession was the topic, and that was right after it was published. 1990. Tonight’s subject: David Mitchell‘s The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet. I am halfway through — had chosen to read it before Continue reading Thousand Autumns

Looking forward

In the middle of January, like now, it is very easy to get into the mindset that this gray weather is going to last forever. Since I am a (very) amateur birder, though, I also know that the spring migration is about to start probably within the next couple of weeks. The birds won’t hit Continue reading Looking forward