the Name Game . . .
I suspect there are not many 7 or 8-year old birthday parties these days that feature the memory game. It was a staple when I did that circuit, over half a century ago. Ten or…
View PostI suspect there are not many 7 or 8-year old birthday parties these days that feature the memory game. It was a staple when I did that circuit, over half a century ago. Ten or…
View PostA bronze grasshopper leaps through my peripheral vision. Instantly, I see its green ancestor, through a gap between small fingers, a peephole into the rosy darkness of a cupped young hand — one of my…
View PostBefore we cycle back up out of my “slough of despond,” I must thank all of you who read and commented onmy last post for your support and thoughtfulness and wisdom. If you haven’t yet…
View PostI have some tidying up today, given that I try to stack books I’ve finished to the left of my computer until I’ve at least mentioned them here, before I put them away. Pile’s getting…
View PostADDED HOURS AFTER ORIGINAL POSTING: JUST poking my head in to thank you all for your supportive feedback and to assure you that I’m fine now. Have been fine since Monday. Hope that doesn’t make…
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