Running From My Inner Pyramid Girl
One Saturday evening in Bordeaux last May, we arrived at the Grand Théatre early for a chamber music recital. The weather was balmy, and we joined the crowd sitting on the steps of the sumptuous…
View PostOne Saturday evening in Bordeaux last May, we arrived at the Grand Théatre early for a chamber music recital. The weather was balmy, and we joined the crowd sitting on the steps of the sumptuous…
View PostI ended up being able to wear my new boots after chatting with you yesterday. But up ’til then, it’s been too warm even to consider tights. So when I found my Nola-matching dress at…
View PostI had an insanely obvious stress dream last night (took the wrong doorway out of the lecture hall and couldn’t find my way back to my family — and was being guided by a kid…
View PostLet’s keep Wednesday mostly Wordless, shall we? not just because I’m busy, but also to preserve the peacefulness of these scenes. All three are views from our front patio over the last week or so.…
View PostThe photographs in the mirror always seem to freeze more wrinkles than I can ever see IRL. This outfit is obviously a bit more funky thanthis more authoritative approach to teaching garb. I bought the…
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