I was hardly going to re-enact the most primitive form of strength training I have ever experienced,
Bits and pieces
Hotel oranges
Instant gratification won over perfection, for the oranges were freshly picked from our tree and very sweet.
Splitting wedge
The wedge works. I have five four-inch nails to prove it. I extracted them from the nearest pallet within ten minutes of arriving home.
Buffers
A cushion against undesirable stresses and various other ghastly aspects in daily living.
Dewdrops
Greek gods have been awfully busy spilling their immortal lifeblood.
Glimpses
en «regardant par mon hublot» Greetings to 2017, and to all those who have resolved to look forward with renewed hope, etc., despite atmospheric turbulence encountered last year! I took time out between Christmas and New Year. I did not force myself to do anything as systematic as review last year's goals against what I... Continue Reading →
Kyrie, eleison
Father, forgive me, for indulging in silence and in solitude.
Layers
My days are layered. One day is heaped upon another in an endless stream. Swirling currents from years gone by flow through them.
Watch
Those principles, and the countless conversations we had which bound them together, form an imaginary, well-thumbed book.
The matter of socks
I like to wear socks whose bona fides are intact. You might think its strange, but I have an aversion to that horrible little thread in cheap socks that worms its way between my toes.
That elusive pair of jeans 