Jet-Lagged, But Home . . .
On Saturday, I was knitting a glove in Paris. And I’m finishing its mate at home now, settling back into a comforting domesticity after five weeks of playing the vagabond.
View PostOn Saturday, I was knitting a glove in Paris. And I’m finishing its mate at home now, settling back into a comforting domesticity after five weeks of playing the vagabond.
View PostIn which post, some thoughts and words about the benefits of being a beginner. Of learning new things. Even when some of the new things are old things (because it turns out that when you’re almost 70, many of the old things can seem new again đŸ˜‰ As my recent excavation of my decades-old stash of sheet music has revealed. I’m hoping you’ll read and connect and we can have a conversation about the benefits of learning new things (while disproving a proverb or two about old dogs). Click through, please. . .
View PostYou might be surprised to know that even after 13 years of blogging, I can be paralysed here at the keyboard. It’s not “writer’s block” in the sense of having nothing to say. Rather, while…
View PostI’m not quite ready to return to blogging, still thinking about what that means for me given recent changes to the (free) blogging platform (Blogger) that I’ve been using for 13 (!!) years. All…
View PostThe out-of-towners have left us, and although we miss them, I’m soaking in the Quiet and the Slow. . . . It won’t last long — we have a sleepover with a Six and a…
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