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edinburgh
I'm happy that it's raining today. I've been thinking about cities, about old cities; how they can feel (in some areas, certain streets) more like formations than something man-made. Edinburgh: those massive brown blocks everything is made of-- buildings that look as though they sprung from bedrock to show off, make us feel small, and… Continue reading edinburgh
change
Autumn can be a time of restlessness, too. Things change, transform. Some things die. The threat of dormancy looms. The urge for hibernation, for hiding, can come on strong and unexpected. It is a time for vigilance! One must be ready for anything-- strong and easy-breezy; carefree and confident. It is never a good time… Continue reading change
dark and rain.
I've had to turn on a light at noon! And outside it's now raining, not a little. I'm due to pick up some packages from Mailboxes on Fifth-- including frames from Beth in Santa Fe, with which I will kit out the paintings for next Saturday's show. I ought to have gone and got them… Continue reading dark and rain.
other news
Hoover died last evening. During my nap I think. I had got accustomed to him, as had Pi, I think; at some point I began thinking of him as Pi's monster, like he was Pi's pet or something. He seemed fine when I got home, but later on when I peered into the tank looking… Continue reading other news
"macchiato"
Having been driven to a Starbucks™ on account of my dozing off while reading in the park, I wondered for the three hundred and twelfth time what the hell a macchiato was. I am happy to find that it is of legitimate origin via Italian baristas (baristi?), and not some nonsense invented by the McCoffee… Continue reading "macchiato"
a funeral by the sea
Tara Lynne and I buried Trés deep in the sands of Coney Island yesterday. We rode our bikes out to the seaside, by way of Bedford Avenue, lined with so many large old houses, with proper yards and driveways-- "real" houses. The day was balmy and pleasant with sun and breezes, and it was a… Continue reading a funeral by the sea
tuesday
Tres has left these shores. Pi is alone again.
trouble
I am simply having a devil of a time taking care of the behemoth fishes these days. Tres somehow managed to injure himself over the weekend; apparently in the wee hours of the night. At feeding time Sunday morning, I noticed he was lying in a corner on the bottom and didn't immediately swim up… Continue reading trouble
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