It’s a bleak morning for me and for many people and yet it’s a great morning because we have a chance to look at her and see what she did and who she was.
Maya Angelou
It’s a bleak morning for me and for many people and yet it’s a great morning because we have a chance to look at her and see what she did and who she was.
Maya Angelou
On Thursday in San Jose, it was an earthquake that roused me from sleep; this morning in Austin it was a roaring thunderstorm, knocking things over and booming among the hills. I enjoyed both, actually. Granted, if [more...]
Last year — yes, it’s been almost a year — when I bought my house in California, I was struck by the absence of autumn. The leaves were still on the trees well into December, the days were warm and [more...]
Sorry I didn’t post yesterday. I was a bit preoccupied, spending my weekend in Baltimore with B. I was wondering this morning how — or if — I would describe my weekend here on the blog, not quite sure [more...]