I have a little ritual when I go to Greenfield. I go to the Raven Bookstore and buy a book and then go to Greenfield Coffee and sit and read a little bit of it. Then, of course, I take it home and become absorbed in it. The latest book […]
I do hope that this post will be moot, but here it is anyway, just in case. I’ve been steeling myself against the prospect of a Romney presidency, purely as a matter of self-defense. When Bush junior was elected — twice! — it really brought me down and impaired my happiness, […]
I think all our guests thought of Lea and me as a romantic couple, so a lot of our wedding presents were candlesticks and wineglasses, mostly wineglasses. We had a yard sale in Henniker and sold half of them, and then split them up when we got divorced, and still, […]
This guy’s name is Wachitawcha. He’s a soapdish. He belonged to my mother, who once had a thing for frogs. I call him Wachitawcha, which is not a name you would expect for a guy in a porkpie hat, but every time I see him he says, “Remember your mother […]
This is an excerpt from Xenophon’s Anabasis, a book which Alexander the Great kept under his pillow: After him, Xenophon got up, and spoke as follows: “Cheirisophus, it is agreed, sets out in search of vessels, and we are going to await him. Let me tell you what, in my […]
For the last year I’ve been reading The Thirty Years War by C.V. Wedgwood, and this book has changed everything I thought I knew about European history. I began reading, put it aside when it boggled my mind, and took it up again when I had assimilated what I had […]
These are two sculptures made from four pieces of wire I found in the fields on my morning jog. The first is called “Les Mouches Sont Fait: A Tribute to Jean-Paul Sartre” and the second is called “Oiseau” because it looks vaguely like a bird.
Just back from a tour of Spooky Colorado which included the coffin races in Manitou, lunch at a former mortuary in Denver, a ride on Banjo Billy’s log-cabin bus in Boulder and a ride in the back of a well-appointed hearse to the haunted places in Fort Collins. But the […]
I had to accept an invitation to go to Colorado for their spooky ghost tour, because it includes a stop in Estes Park. Most people know the town as the home of the Stanley Hotel where Jack Nicholson goes bonkers in The Shining (book by Stephen King, movie by Stanley […]
