In September, 2019, Mr. B and I will have been married for 30 years. (If you're so inclined, pearls are the traditional gift for 30th anniversaries; diamonds are the modern gift. I'm kidding of course. We'd prefer kazoos.) In that time, he's come to learn that gifts from me for important occasions such as birthdays... Continue Reading →
Bun-Hur: Day 19, #The100DayProject2019
My sketchbooks feature any number of half-completed scribbles, usually with a scrawled notation which I may or may not be able to remember and/or decipher. This one I remember: in a bookstore one day, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a title on the spine of a book which, for a fraction... Continue Reading →
Millions of Emus: Day 16, #The100DayProject2019
My eyesight has been terrible for most of my life; trying to read headlines on the internet has done nothing to improve it. I realized within a split-second, of course, that the actual headline I saw was "French billionaires, companies pledge millions of euros to rebuild Notre-Dame," but the mental image conjured by my initial... Continue Reading →
Nevertheless, She Persisted: Rosalie Barrow Edge
"'So,' she says, 'if you have a four-pound baby, perhaps you shouldn't leave it unattended on a rock.'"
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