• Around Solstice

    Thursday, June 29, 2017 1 Permalink 0

    The days are impossibly long now, with dawn by 5:30 and twilight past 10:30. The sun rises through the north windows of the house, at a place on the horizon across the river where you could never imagine it going in winter, when it rises maybe 45 degrees to the south. Before the rains came this week, ...

  • Back from Spain

    Wednesday, March 1, 2017 4 Permalink 0

    We are home from a birthday tour of Madrid and Toledo. The photos include many sunny spring memories of food, escapades and ruins, including a 1st-century Roman bath now visible under the transparent floor of a clothing boutique: shopping as an exercise in steady nerves. We thoroughly searched the entire Prado museum, a lifelong goal - ...

  • Reconciliation

    Thursday, June 23, 2016 0 Permalink 2

    Les Bonnes Soeurs  Each week for over a year I have parked near a Convent for my French class in Montauban. It's not just Catholic, but Dominican, and it seems to me absolutely appalling for any Dominicans to express themselves in our area, where they were founded, because of the reason they were founded: To root out and exterminate the native ...

  • Two Cars

    Sunday, May 22, 2016 0 Permalink 1

    We were only there to pick up a tractor, but the novelty of an American guest inspired him to show off a family heirloom. He grinned slyly and motioned for me to follow. I walked with him through the pass between the barns. There, poking out of a ramshackle garage, was the back of a '76 Chevrolet Malibu ...

  • The last days of Empire

    Tuesday, March 22, 2016 0 Permalink 0

    Unclaimed Treasure In our area there are literally pots of gold buried in the ground. Usually they are ink pots. It seems that the lowly ink pot, for reason of its lowliness, no doubt, was the vessel of choice for buried treasure as the chaos of the Dark Ages engulfed the late Roman Empire here in Gaul. The ...

  • To live in the Fronton

    Wednesday, February 10, 2016 2 Permalink 0

    Cover Photo: The rather unfortunate sculpture of "lovers' embrace" at Château Cransac in Fronton, which has its own very crude but obvious nickname, and which some claim is more apt as a logo for the wine than the Chateau itself.  Strict Denominationalism Embedded in the word Denominationalism is the smaller but rather more telltale word Nationalism. It is there ...

  • Re-drawing (and a recipe)

    Thursday, January 28, 2016 5 Permalink 0

    Nicolas Poussin. Et in Arcadia ego, 1638. Et in Arcadia ego I prefer the interpretation of Poussin's title to mean, "I also lived in Arcadia." That is, one now dead in the grave speaks to the living through his epitaph, saying, I also lived in Arcadia as you do, but now am ashes and dust. Others more popular these days ...

  • In the bleak midwinter

    Tuesday, December 15, 2015 2 Permalink 0

    Visitation I thought it was M returning from work. The black car turned into our drive and the headlights started a long slow progression toward the house. I thought he was trying to preserve his new tires against the pot holes - pot holes I should have filled already, I scolded myself, but we are waiting on ...