The Archaeology of Snow

Winter                                                   Waning Cold Moon As the Cold Moon begins to wane, so will the bitterness of our winter,  sliding toward warmer averages, probably more snow, certainly no green for another month plus anyhow.  This winter, like winters of yore, we still have November snow Add Newlayered like archaeological remains below December and those below January.  […]

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Il Dolce Far Niente

Lughnasa                             Waxing Harvest Moon Kate and I sat out on the deck with the dogs.   Il dolce far niente.   The sweetness of doing nothing was a theme for paintings in the mid-Victorian era.  Apparently the Italians have always been after la dolce vita. A point where Kate and I meet, where our inner worlds and […]

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Mind. The Gap

Lughnasa                                  Full Harvest Moon I have a first draft of Roots of Liberalism.  I’m not happy with it.  All writers  struggle with the gap between the elegance and concision a work has as it takes form in the mind and the clumsy apparatus, strung together with baling wire and bubble gum that hits the page.  […]

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