I had a bunch of time on my hands this morning – and into the afternoon – and among other things thought about tomorrow being National Haiku Day. So let’s just say I got an early start… I remain on … Continue reading →
I was thinking about generations yesterday as most of the country observed Martin Luther King Jr Day. My parents’ generation (and mine were on the younger side of it) – The greatest generation – born in the depression, fought and … Continue reading →
Someday, my friends, I will apologize for having filled my social media with scary news stories, abominations of the current world and calls to action, but today is not that day.
Early in the summer, Mom and I toodled over to the Clark Art Institute in Williamstown to see a fabulous visiting collection of paintings from the Prado. Here’s how it’s billed on their website: Splendor, Myth, and Vision “[It] might … Continue reading →
What’s that thing about empty barrels? Continue reading →
It is my supposition that the Universe is not only queerer than we imagine, it is queerer than we can imagine.
