[river]
My house sits on the side of a hill, and in the winter, with the trees bare, you can see the river. In the spring, the leaves return and take the river away.
I am in here.
My house sits on the side of a hill, and in the winter, with the trees bare, you can see the river. In the spring, the leaves return and take the river away.
February is built for slowness, I think. All the fun winter holidays are over, and we are way past the newness of snow and cold weather. In fact, it wears on us. We have seen it. We want other colors now! I read the Tale of Genji, by Murasaki Shikibu. 1100 years ago, in the … Continue reading Slowness
I need bright colors around me now, perhaps especially because they are hard to find in the middle of winter. Winter may have just started according to the rigid calendar and the nice people at the Directorate of Time, but it’s been going on a while. I believe that I can date the beginning of … Continue reading colors of the day
I have spent yet another morning in the lap of modern dentistry. To be exact, I spent the morning in a very comfortable dental chair, while my friendly dentist drilled some of my bottom right molar away. They don’t do crowns like they used to — the dentist takes only the bad part of your … Continue reading tooth replacement