More apocalypse, less angst
So far it’s been a summer of not getting what I want. Or what I think I want. First of all – the sellers turned away from our offer on the lodge we want to buy for an artist residency project and then, the… Continue Reading “Post #3282: You can’t always get what you want”
I’ve been reading Robert Macfarlane’s Landmarks over the last few weeks, dipping into it here and there. Each essay stands on its own as an example of landscape and language, followed by a glossary of place that reaches far back into the tribal and… Continue Reading “Post #3174: Landmarks of middle age”
After I turned forty, I started to become invisible. At forty-five, this process has become undeniable – as a woman past a certain age, I have to make an effort to be seen. There are some definite advantages to this. On a trip to… Continue Reading “Post #3130: We are all disappearing”
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