While The Blog and I are taking a Summer Vacation, I thought I’d line up a few posts from Way Back in the Archives in case you want to browse them while I’m “away.” Here’s one from The Blog’s very first month, July 2007, 15 years ago (I know, I can’t believe I’ve been here that long either!). That fellow’s birthday’s being celebrated again today, and to me, he looks scarcely any older . . .
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Last week on Instagram, I posted a sketch inspired by a photo of my mother in Greece, circa 1981. Some asked to see the photo itself, so I’ve posted it here, along with my recollections (disappointingly thin, I reproach myself!) of a trip my Mother took — without my Dad — 40 years ago. Also some musings about Time and Memory and Family — so strange from the perspective of a Late Sexagenarian. . . Perhaps you can relate?
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The last few months have buffeted us in so many ways. Many of us are finally making tentative steps back to lives closer to what we lived pre-Covid. And as I’ve been doing that, I’ve noticed some tendencies. As well, of course, I’ve been chastened, sobered, by world events. And trying to balance between reaching out, re-connecting. . . and holding space for some quiet. Perhaps you’re going through something similar? Click through to read more.
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Busy with all the usual ’round here, but also making plans for some upcoming travel, short trips and longer ones, regional road-trips and trans-Atlantic flights. But close to home, some simple pleasures for the days when I need to keep it easy. . . Click through to find more (a very good, very easy chocolate cake recipe; a TV series to veg in front of; some music to get your toes tapping
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Most of our walking this trip has been on concrete or asphalt, surrounded by all the sights and sounds of a busy city. But last weekend we were treated to a day trip. . . a satisfying and fascinating walk along an old Etruscan pathway, through woods and fields, along a burbling stream, on a carpet of forest duff decorated with cyclamen and mushrooms. . . . And, as usual, I may have taken too many photos. . .
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