Vacation in Yaffo (Jaffa) 2005
All posts tagged: summer
The first acknowledged morning of Autumn
Yes, I know we had the first official day of Autumn several days ago at the Autumn equinox. I could point out to you where we were, then, on the analemma that you used to see on old maps and globes, but which they don’t include any longer. But I am quite reluctant this year to see the summer end, and so put the change of seasons out of mind until this weekend when the […]
Summer at last
This is always one of my favorite weekends: it’s the official start of summer, marked by the opening of the pool at the club. However, lunch there isn’t always as much fun as it could be. They unfortunately have a great many items on the menu that are fried in some form, and hard to digest. Well, it’s my own fault for ordering a mettwurst when it’s 90° out, and trying to eat the silly […]
A very small milestone
With regard to Infinite Jest, I would like to announce that I have actually read all the way through footnote #24. This is a bigger deal than it sounds, if you have ever taken a look at that book. The book is almost 20% footnotes, written often in a dry, footnote-y tone. Sometimes they contain nothing more than “Ibid. page N” or somesuch. More than a few times, they spin off on their own, with […]
It's summer!
Day of Labor.
The sun has not yet cleared an eastern hill, so that it doesn’t yet light up every tree in the yard yet, so it feels as though I’m up terribly early, and am setting some sort of awakened record. The truth is, however, any number of people are already up and at their days. Speaking of Labor Day, which I wasn’t, really, I am currently reading a book, Touchstone, which is written around the great […]
The night outside
The night outside is ringing like a bell, thanks to the grasshoppers and crickets. The night air is warmer than I am used to it, or have been used to it in past summers. The sun is down an hour earlier than it had been down at the height of summer, when I was still thawing out from this very cold past spring, when I never thought I’d be warm again, when I had pneumonia […]
