I am in here.
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
… and the world is starting to look closed-up already. You know, everyone hunched over and hurrying outside, and those in cars with the attitude of “We ain’t gonna open these windows for anything.” No more joy in the open world, no leisurely strolls. And this evening, my son tells me, “Hey, in three years, … Continue reading Monday in winter
One feels an odd nostalgia at the sight of all these dead Symbols of Cuteness.
white pebble 