• First Frost

    Friday, December 2, 2016 4 Permalink 1

    It came as a surprise. -1c is not supposed to be this frozen. It should pass like a dusting of snow. Instead this frost crept in on the fog, slipped between the leaves, permeated deeply, and then crystallized. The spigots were not turned off. The tender plants were not covered. It's as if everything just ...

  • Leading to thanks

    Tuesday, November 15, 2016 1 Permalink 0

    I don't always feel thankful... Until M is in China and makes it through -25c and what seems like 100 plane changes without incident, in spite of the explosive election results the morning of his departure. Or until the Supermoon comes and I catch an unobstructed glimpse, despite heavy cloudcover all night long except in that one brief ...

  • Post-everything, Pre-everything

    Wednesday, October 26, 2016 0 Permalink 1

    Do you remember that game as a child, wherein you stand in a narrow doorframe and press your hands outward as hard as you can for the count of 10? And then you step out from the doorframe and your hands seem to float, by will of their own. It always brings a smile, even ...

  • Vers le temps du Solstice d’été

    Wednesday, July 6, 2016 1 Permalink 0

    Like the whole world, it seems, lately at le Camparol we are en route through a series of bombings and bloomings. We are buffeted, and we are awed. The world is in a changing time, more than in our 50 years previously. This is totally new. Things are torn apart. But new things are rising. We force ...

  • Late May

    Friday, May 27, 2016 3 Permalink 0

    We are in the thick of heavy renovations, the garden is in flower, Isaac is fully recovered and romping in the new gravel, we had a visitor to tour around the usual haunts, and I was lucky enough to spend a morning working in the vineyard with J&A. You know you are traveling with a true Frenchman when the trunk ...

  • Castor Bean

    Monday, May 2, 2016 0 Permalink 0

    We lack broadleaves, I said. I never noticed, he said. How can you not have noticed? Everything here has these little glassy tiny shiny leaves. It all looks like thyme or boxwood. Bay laurels are the biggest leaves we have in the yard. We need cannas. No cannas. Or fatsia? Absolutely nothing called fat anything. Okay then, how about castor bean. I ...

  • It’s been happening alot lately

    Saturday, April 2, 2016 0 Permalink 1

    The Numinous It's not like I was not prepared for the experience. Like any student of religious history, I read Rudolf Otto, Mircea Eliade, and many philosophers like them who have tried to study the phenomenon which we refer to broadly as "religion." I was taught the intellectual version of the divine as a pre-programmed natural niche ...