Summer’s Deer, I mean, Summer’s Here . . .
First day of pure, unadulterated sunshine around here in ever so long. Ever so. And while no one’s quite in swimming yet, there’s some action on the beach. . . And I know I’m always…
View PostFirst day of pure, unadulterated sunshine around here in ever so long. Ever so. And while no one’s quite in swimming yet, there’s some action on the beach. . . And I know I’m always…
View PostIn Victoria last week, we stayed at the wonderful Swans Hotel, with its marvellous art collection. The Hotel was developed by Michael Williams, an art collector, who bequeathed art and hotel to University of Victoria…
View PostWorking away here, trying to get my fall syllabi in order and make some headway on my research. But there’s still time to smell the roses. . . and share them. Not just roses, as…
View PostPhotos taken in Belleville, 2011 — posted about here and here and here I’m reading Nancy Huston’s Infrared, following its rather densely interior narrative (I’ll contradict myself, I suppose, in mentioning its descriptions of Florence, of Italian art,…
View PostLook! It’s a regatta! And we’ve got front-row seats, young and old together. If you look closely, especially if you click to enlarge the photo, you’ll note the downiness that indicates the seated chaps are…
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