A window of a small independent publisher’s bookstore/office, somewhere in Paris’ St. Germain area, if I remember correctly. I have a wealth of bookstore window photos — can’t seem to resist them. And those chairs…
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Cold, damp cold, the kind that insinuates itself nastily between every fold, burrowing deep into joints, making old injuries whine. And then the other kind of cold, the one that attaches a soggy kleenex to…
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I’ve not quite arrived at a rosy mood or view myself yet, but will concede that there are reasons to move in that direction . . . . Although my Mother’s cancer seems to be…
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Having been in bed most of yesterday with some pestilence (wracking cough, fever, aches), I’m dragging myself to campus today and hoping I can make it through the 5 hours I’m needed there. So I…
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While we’re unrolling our plans for the year, as I began to do here (travel) and here (running), and while other bloggers are talking about online shopping (Les Soldes!, flannel pyjamas) or about what new…
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