“Language thou art too narrow, and too weak To ease us now; great sorrow cannot speak.” Words attributed to John Donne around 1617, which I found yesterday in the used…
I flirted with the familiar yesterday, twice, because I’m tired. Outside Roanoke, Virginia, last night the campgrounds were full by the time I was ready to stop. Seems that people…
Janet and I are riding out a real Nor’easter on Fire Island right now. Floyd Bennet Field’s toilets closed yesterday, after the showers three days ago, so I decided to…
