There is an odd sweetness to the quiet days alone here at the little house in the city. Attila and I miss each other’s presence, making every interaction over the computer something we look forward to, and every chance we have to be in the same place, at the same time, a special event. I… Continue reading Home(s)
I have been rambling about this week. Thursday I had a lovely and relaxing visit with Harriet and my cousin Sali, and Sali’s husband and son. We spent a lovely day sitting in the sun, and chatting, catching up on news, making acquaintance. Just one of those quiet days that shine in memory. Hogan was… Continue reading Rambling: on the ground and the page.