I can’t help it. I’m saving these up for when I really need them. In March, for example, when there’s practically nothing to look at but mud. While you’re waiting for them to load, you can go make some nice buttered toast. I will not promise that these are the last of the leaves. I […]
We have had one knockout day after another, and every time I think the Big Show is over it astonishes me with another production number. There may be a better time than October in Antrim County, but if there is I have never seen it and I’m not sure my heart could stand it if […]
That’s what Louan said on Sunday, looking around at the crowd of musicians, actors, artists, lawyers, writers, designers, printers, poets, old hippies, the kids from Mrs. LaPan’s kindergarten class at Holy Angels Elementary . . . you get the idea. Those of you from Away might find all this a little less compelling than those […]
Katherine wrote, "Steve and I took a drive today over to the Jordan Valley. We came across John Unger's studio and there in front was this sculpture."
October is the best thing that ever happens to me, which is saying quite a lot. I’ll probably change my mind in a minute because really I can think of half a dozen even better things but it’s a close contest. My mother loved everything about living in California except its lack of a real […]
If this doesn't prove the essential spookiness of these mushrooms I don't know what it will take.
October 17, 2010
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