Bouleversante, Paris Memories . .
I’m using my extra hour today (such a gift! will almost make up for having to come home in total darkness after work this week) to mark papers. Thus, not only have I little of…
View PostI’m using my extra hour today (such a gift! will almost make up for having to come home in total darkness after work this week) to mark papers. Thus, not only have I little of…
View PostI found yesterday’s abrupt turnaround from long weekend to mid-week full-teaching-day intensity exhausting, and so I skipped my Pilates class and came home for some extra R&R. Got here and found my poor husband working…
View PostIn contrast with my last post, the two books I’ll briefly discuss here are much more subtantial. Both non-fiction, Stephen Scobie’s The Measure of Paris and Mark Kingwell’s Concrete Reveries: Consciousness and the City speak to/about our…
View PostI’m reading philosopher Mark Kingwell’s mesmerizing book, Concrete Reveries: Consciousness and the City, and it seemed a good time to post more photos from that city I’m homesick for, Paris. . . . just fragments,…
View PostDirected to the infectious video below by a Tweet from Sedulia, much-admired blogger of Rue Rude, I was reminded of spotting the firefighters on a “fire drill” somewhere around Etienne-Marcel, climbing one of their ladders into…
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