I told them I was going for a run, but that wasn’t the whole story. When driving to our accommodations in west Cork, I spied from the passenger seat aContinue reading >>
Yesterday morning I realized I was cracking up. Out running I reached the point of drenched detachment at which I could look at the last few weeks, and it wasn’tContinue reading >>
Many years ago I visited Pompei. I knew that my grandmother had been born in a small town not far from nearby Naples, and as our bus drove around theContinue reading >>
Because I know that time is always time And place is always and only place… – T.S. Eliot, from Ash Wednesday I spent last weekend in the Berkshires, a regionContinue reading >>
As usual the busyness of winter has gotten the better of me and I haven’t shared what I’ve been up to in a few months. Here are my highlights andContinue reading >>
