My creation, originally uploaded by materfamilias knits. I’ve written so little about our time in Portugal, almost nothing about Lisbon, that I’m feeling guilty, almost as if I’d snubbed or betrayed a new friend. I’ve…
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All this travelling is well and good, but, to paraphrase Voltaire, il faut cultiver mon jardin. I’ve realized how little garden blogging I’ve done lately — turns out that reflects how little weeding and trimming…
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I’ve just finished reading Sadhu Binning’s book of poetry, No More Watnu Dur (watno dur is Punjabi for “far away from the mother land”), written in memory of the Indian passengers (British subjects all) of…
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I didn’t play much tourist-with-a-camera while in Toronto (more tourist-with-a-credit-card!), but I did snap a few photos of memorable architecture. Above is the controversial Michael Lee-Chin Crystal which puts a new face on the old…
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Under “sentences that make you go ‘huh,’ ” read this passage from Chandler Burr’s explanation (in The Perfect Scent, which I also wrote about here) of how junior perfumers learn to put molecules together to…
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