Oh, for a Translator . . .
When I was home yesterday, the extraordinary noises the California sea lions were making out in our bay lured me outside with my little camera to try to capture the soundscape. The visual quality of…
View PostWhen I was home yesterday, the extraordinary noises the California sea lions were making out in our bay lured me outside with my little camera to try to capture the soundscape. The visual quality of…
View Post1. The summer before last, Paul and I watched this film en français, in a great little repertory cinema in Bordeaux. We grasped enough to know it was powerful, very moving, but we knew we’d…
View PostTomorrow I meet the first of my new classes, and I’m almost ready to put this winter break behind me and take up the rhythm of the year again. We’ve had a quiet few days…
View PostI’ve been slammed by a hit of depression this week, but I’m hoping I’ve put most of it behind me. I do wonder how much hormones have to do with these swampy patches. Solidly past…
View Post1. If I’m going to bother making pie crust, I usually make up enough for 3 double crusts. Whatever I don’t bake up that day gets sent to the freezer in balls big enough for…
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