I don’t think Janet and I are cool in Virginia. After a pleasant drive up the Shenandoah Valley, I thought we might cut over and head east again, after first…
The new year was said to begin in darkness, in the northern traditions. Last night was thus the evening when our dead could roam the earth, and we could acknowledge…
Montmartre at the Place du Tertre is a little bohemian bubble in time. Though people do live here, it must cost a fortune. In my neighborhood, South Pigalle in the…
