I've been letting myself be less happy than I should be. Okay, there is something wrong, actually. I have a foot problem at the moment. It hurts to walk too much and I really, really like walking. I've been dealing with it as best I can -- swimming a couple of times a week, riding... Continue Reading →
A Happy Death (and a rabbit hole)
I'm re-reading a book that I read in translation when I was sixteen or so: Albert Camus' A Happy Death. Now I'm "reading" it as an audio book in French, La Mort Heureuse. It impressed me very much at the time and probably (now that I'm reading it again), pushed me in ways that I... Continue Reading →
Hope Springs Eternal
It's been raining here. And raining. And raining. We've had flooding, landslides, bridges destroyed, villages cut off. When it's sunny, I look up with distrust. It's been nice that it hasn't gotten that hot. It's also been not so nice because no one feels like it's summer. The snails are loving it. The slugs are... Continue Reading →
The Balls
There are many expressions with balls: dropping them, not having any, keeping them rolling, waiting for them to drop, wax ones, etc. I was supposed to be climbing with seven friends this weekend. Instead I was climbing with four, because two of them dropped the ball. One sort of had an excuse, but the other... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 