• The Sexual World

    Saturday, March 18, 2017 6 Permalink 1

    The best two classes I took in college were The Taxonomy of Flowering Plants, and Linguistics 101. They are not dissimilar in the gifts they have continued to give through my entire life since. They both gave me a way of seeing past the surfaces we take for granted, to look closely, toward much more ...

  • The last day of January

    Thursday, February 2, 2017 1 Permalink 0

    For a couple of days I have been walking around appreciating the here and now. It is especially easy to appreciate the here and now when it seems under dire threat and you dread what is to come. Here and now seems pretty good compared to what may happen next. Of course in the here and now ...

  • 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 ...

  • Into the Forest

    Sunday, November 13, 2016 3 Permalink 0

    I took the dog for a walk in the woods yesterday. I've been so head-down in my little screens in the house lately that I have not been paying enough attention to the larger world around me. Because of that I have neglected what should by now be my thoroughly French reflexes, which every native person ...

  • 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 ...

  • Late Summer 2016

    Friday, September 2, 2016 2 Permalink 0

    The business of renovating the house and preparing for the big day all this summer has meant less time than usual spent photographing the small pleasures, but here is a sampling of our July and August: M met with great success both in baking projects and in sundrying tomatoes for the first time, the General (the ...